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Apr 12, 2008 11:13

Can't go no further
Just like a bears brother
I'm bright in the eye
All mops and brooms
Fucked up and far from home
Feeling low in the cotton
So low in the cotton
Playing fathers and mothers
Dancing on this mattress
I'm gonna go with the fall of the leaf
Go up that ladder to bed
Down among the dead men
Bless the world with my heels
I'm gonna dangle in the sheriffs picture frame
Feeling low in the cotton
So low in the cotton
We'll be doing a kindness
You are a mouth
And you'll die a lip
You can't fly on one wing
(Have another drink
Just one
Before you go)
I'm in hot ashes
We're doing a kindness
Playing fathers and mothers
Dancing on the mattress
While I'm holding on like death to a dead cat.
Feeling low in the cotton
So low in the cotten
Against my collar
Riding the white horse
Dead on my feet
Going to heaven on a string
Feeling low in the cotton
So low in the cotton

(This is something I wrote a while ago that I just found and figured I'd post before I lose my tiny little notebook indefinitely. This is absolutely not how I feel at this current point in my life.)
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