Pigment pale and figure frailI feel your hands tremble in mineAs you rest your head on the motel bedAsking what's left behindWhen you take a bowAnd the curtains closeThey will applaud you for playing the roleOf a wretched childWith a bleeding noseAn empty stomach and beautiful clothesWho's to tell of the quiet hellCast in your soulBurning you downA patient too sick to waitYou sought to medicateYou meant to feel betterBut all you feel is nothing now(Thanks to jean for these lyrics)
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