Big Ben

 

the stripes u wore

the lines u get

the holes in yr sleeve

u told me to leave

them alone

 

does 'house of leaves'

still lie on yr bed?

you told me to read

but i still never read

yr mind

 

when i look at my city

somethings not right

no doubt it's so pretty

but they turned out the light

and instead of good morning

they tell you goodnight

 

u hung yrself

on the wall up above

the bed you made love

the girls you dont love

to touch

 

and they never guessed

the girl you loved best

to draw always drew

pictures of u

undressed

 

when i look at my city

somethings not right

no doubt it's so pretty

but they turned out the light

and instead of good morning

they tell you goodnight

 

 

 

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