A Hold Of Me

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So what’s the story? So what's the score?
What did we do? What are we guilty of?
When they shoot you down
Bring you to your knees
Until you hit the ground
And kick you in the teeth

And I dreamed I was standing, on my own,
Staring out, into the twilight zone,
And I dreamed of icebergs,
And I dreamed of heat,
And my face was melting, and the SLE

So what’s the story? So what's the score?
What did we do? What are we guilty of?
When they shoot you down
Bring you to your knees
Until you hit the ground
And kick you in the teeth

Then I was kneeling, on a stone,
And I heard you scream, into the telephone
Then I felt the hunger, so I think of meat
And if it wasn’t you, it must have been me

And I don’t like them, any more,
The things they do, the things they stand for,
Shoot you down, bring you to your knees
Then you hit the ground
Kick you in the teeth

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