Lazaretto
My veins are blue
and connected
And every single bone
in my brain is electric
But I dig ditches
like the best of ’em
Yo trabajo duro
Como en madera y yeso
Como en madera y yeso
And even God herself
has fewer plans than me
But she never helps me out
with my scams for free, though
She grabs a stick
and then she pokes it at me
When…
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