The Queenstons
The Queenstons
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I am the laughing man
At the side of your bed
Who extends his hand
I tell you I'll make you smile
I lurch over you
And cough up black bile
You grip my palm so tight
But not too tight
You squeeze just right
It feels so good to give in
It's been a while
Where's this feeling been?
Gonna take a terrible ride
Crawl through the darkness tonight
Alone and moving faster,faster
Speak to me, darling while you claw at the sky
Alone and dying faster,faster