Needle to heart

blades
come in different shapes
under different names
cut right through
bleed you at night
you cry
these are the young ones
you try hard
to make them go away
with cash and stuff
you earned but still
lose your mind
get in the car
quit it now
it is not your time

other blades
slice to pieces and start
all the way from the head
to bottomless fate
you could have guessed
how easy
love has become to trash
needle to heart
slaughterhouse
check your pulse
and walk away
while a man

next train
will bring that place again
to your bare feet
how sharp
is it gonna be
when you dance your dance
you wonder and  you see
the sky is watching you
through tears and clouds
it knows
peace on Earth
is death

thus dance
insane
insane
insane dance

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