Mail Order Kindney lyrics

I don`t owe you anything. The scars, the skin, the needle pushing in. Pins are pounding, breaking free. I`m already low. Can you send me anything at all. I`m not asking, now I`m telling, bend your pennies to what you`re selling. Pins are, all breaking free. I`m already low. It`s all scissors and paste. It`s learning to wait, through the twisting tongues, through the marks on the lungs. I made my bed already. I won`t die. IN this place with the planets, in this piece of the sky. could you let me go softly, could you let me go now? I won`t die here.
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