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Wrap them in plastic wrap them in blankets I can't think 
with that stench was that your cousin I saw in the gutter?
It's getting dark the truck won't be there much longer
grab me a water a loaf of bread I'll trade you these 
sandals (no, that's not blood) just get me a water 
the truck's gonna leave I think I hear another drone

I was a performer long ago I dove from the highboard
they loved me they cheered I even made a few bucks
there was a Romanian girl she had kind brown eyes 
sad eyes I think her father beat her we fell in love and 
we would meet after the show and walk around town 

Hurry up kid just run to the truck before the bombs start 
again I don't want to get blown up these dogs will tear out 
my eyes wrapped in plastic wrapped in blankets they won't 
even give me a proper burial get me a water a loaf of bread 
I'll trade you these sandals come on don't you see I'm dying? 

Her father told her to marry me and he'd pay for the wedding 
he just wanted to get rid of her see she had one foot that was normal and one that was very small otherwise she was perfect kind funny rich brown eyes long black hair but she couldn't work and her father the bastard he considered her useless

I wonder how things would be if I'd stayed gotten married 
worked with her bastard father while she cared for the kids 
(a real family, you know?) but I just couldn't get past that tiny foot and now here I am in a bombed out city fighting off dogs with a drone taking aim every time I scratch my goddamn ass