lunes, 6 de julio de 2015

Scum gathers

Scum gathers in Scotland
Sundown gathers the scum
Around Nicolson St. it flows
They come from a hole in the ground
That will never close
And may they return at night
'cause even them are scared
there must be something out there
for the scum to be scared of
but can't be seen

And I dwell in their eyes
as I run from them 
ignoring they are here
begging by my side
often I put coins in their hats
that will never be enough
I dwell in their eyes
'cause I don't give them what they want
and that is what it takes to dwell in someone's eye
as you may know

And if it is a curse

I'll take it
Scum chooses you 
to gather by daylight
All these crippled, sick, 
the dirty ones
crying for one last drop
I'll be joining them soon
with no legs scum crawls
over the brokenglass floor

And then we'll gather once more

Just 'til sunset
and we'll seek your money
and you'll catch our eyes
and you'll dwell here
'til you cease to exist
'cause scum has no right to exist
but to beg and crawl
and gather
and count all the money




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