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I have this new tattoo of which the story be told
the night I almost overdosed ten years ago
I woke up in the hospital with skin and cold
And in my urethra, down my throat and up my nose
My friends and the doctors were all shocked I wasn't
when Katrina looked at me and this is what she said
Walk like
Walk thunder
Walk like
like thunder
So I walked to the spot, I walked all over uptown
I right side up and I walked upside down
I walked to Chetzemoka with my eyes on the ground, yeah
We walked all over Chetze Beach and kept the we found
Then I walked to my parents' house, I walked back to my old bed, yeah
I walked back and I walked fast all the voices in my head
I walked with the sweats and I walked the chills
I in New York City and I walked in Bed-ford Hills
I into open mic nights and I walked into the rooms
I walked feeling optimistic and I walked doomed
I walked with some mama's boys and I with some punks
I dressed up like a rabbit, I walked dressed up like a skunk
I walked with some givers and I with some leeches
I walked all by myself and I walked with the Peaches
I walked all the world so I could sing my songs to you
And to your most emails I'd said, "This is what I do"
I walk thunder
Walk like
like thunder
Walk thunder
But at some point I got so
That I even realize that I'd started to crawl
That my old friend died at 37 of a heart attack
And I cracked 'cause people my age are not supposed to die that
No, no, no, no, people my age are not supposed to die that
He was the old of the sidewalk cafe
That place was a second to me, it's where I learned to play
And his personality really helped a space
Where a bunch of honest misfits could all gather and feel
He was a cynic, a supporter, he was crazy, he was
He'd either yell out, "Cut the bullshit" or say, "I'm glad you're here"
And it was always an honor to have Ammi on my side
That's why it hit me like a Mack truck I found out that he died
Yeah, it hit me like a trucks when I found out that he died
Then enter Alex, 33 years old and so with the cancer
And trapped inside a body betrayed his real gender
We all hoped and that he would go into remission
At least long enough, long enough to complete his transition
He said, "Kimya, did you Eleventeen's my favorite song?"
I said, "Then get your ass on stage right now and you can along"
That's the very song I ever wrote all by myself
It's about angels and recovery and friends and and health
By the time we finished he was pissed off, he was scared
He said, "I lost my home, my lover, my and my hair
And now I'm to lose you too, my new friend"
I looked into those big blue and said we'll meet again
Yeah, I into his sad blue eyes and said we'll meet again
Then I got the phone call from and she told me he was dying
By the time I got to his bedside we were both flying
We hands and we sang songs, tried to be strong floated around
While I cursed the skin that he was in for all the it had let him down
Yeah, I cursed the skin that he was in for all the it had let him down
But at the same I was taking my own body for granted
First I lost of my feet then they became un-planted
And I never felt so stupid or so selfish or so sad,
My body had been good to me and I treated it so bad,
My body had good to me and I treated it so bad
Then he said, "Mama, I want my friends to watch me die"
So I kissed his cheek, made him a shirt and then I said
And they cremated him in the shirt I drew
Of the two of us that said they're flying you too
Now the silver pink ponies my homie in their crew
So I tightened up my laces and what I had to do
I walking again, I started walking again, I miss my friends
I started walking again, I started walking again, I my friends
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Even as a habit, predisposed
To systematically clinging in the cold
Know the measure of a pack, it's not a question of the
The individuals that into the fold
On a March Sabbath, news from the ministry of make-believe
reach a tarmac in Minneapolis, middle see
Yesterday the cells inside his chest growing baby teeth
Today a radiated vacancy
Wait, two years ago a of mine
Called me to all enemy-kind
I'm at the hospital at and no one knew the future
I'll take it everybody the future
hatching in a hellaback with no room to maneuver
Like disappearing pills the masticated fuchsia
I asked you how you feeling, you me like a robot
I gave you a Nintendo, you gave yourself a
You let us will you beneath the leaning tower of flow charts
To be around beats without a beeping sound of Bogart
And speak about whatever people about
When nobody's acknowledging the disease about the crowbar
In deep slope, comatose of baggage
From king of hearts to for jackals
And never got to sing us all his own song right
Coincidentally the rebel in me walk thunder
Walk like