Rubber & Bone Testo
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Testo Rubber & Bone
No pretty trees here
No sweet breeze
You'd better leather wrap your baby feet
Lift your chin up
Connect your eyes
To the half dead with hearts still alive
Yes they have names too
(Don't forget)
It could happen to you (You will too)
Starving souls need faith
(I respect)
Recognize a living dead
(Won't forget)
Downtown is a ghetto
Where the curbs have space
There's humans, abandoned
Complying
Hot light in their hopeless faces
The dirt to coat
Green grass to mow
Broken glass, oh
Rubber & bone
Where the river dumps
Our trash and smut
Under our fingernails
Under our rug
Yes they have names too
(Don't forget)
It could happen to you
(You will too)
Starving souls need faith
(I respect)
Recognize a living dead
Downtown is a ghetto
Where the curbs have space
There's humans, abandoned
Complying
Hot light in their hopeless faces
Feeding for [?]
Handshake of time
[?] microcosm
To the center of your mind
Yes they have names too
(Don't forget)
It could happen to you
(You will too)
Starving souls need faith
(I respect)
Recognize a living dead
Downtown is a ghetto
Where the curbs have space
There's humans, abandoned
Complying
Hot light in their worn out faces
Downtown is a ghetto
Where the curbs have space
There's humans, abandoned
Complying
Hot light in their hopeless faces
No sweet breeze
You'd better leather wrap your baby feet
Lift your chin up
Connect your eyes
To the half dead with hearts still alive
Yes they have names too
(Don't forget)
It could happen to you (You will too)
Starving souls need faith
(I respect)
Recognize a living dead
(Won't forget)
Downtown is a ghetto
Where the curbs have space
There's humans, abandoned
Complying
Hot light in their hopeless faces
The dirt to coat
Green grass to mow
Broken glass, oh
Rubber & bone
Where the river dumps
Our trash and smut
Under our fingernails
Under our rug
Yes they have names too
(Don't forget)
It could happen to you
(You will too)
Starving souls need faith
(I respect)
Recognize a living dead
Downtown is a ghetto
Where the curbs have space
There's humans, abandoned
Complying
Hot light in their hopeless faces
Feeding for [?]
Handshake of time
[?] microcosm
To the center of your mind
Yes they have names too
(Don't forget)
It could happen to you
(You will too)
Starving souls need faith
(I respect)
Recognize a living dead
Downtown is a ghetto
Where the curbs have space
There's humans, abandoned
Complying
Hot light in their worn out faces
Downtown is a ghetto
Where the curbs have space
There's humans, abandoned
Complying
Hot light in their hopeless faces
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