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Sage Francis - Andy Kaughman Lyrics AUTHOR: Sage Francis Now I know it ain't right, but I decided I hadta' / Us poets paint life, but don't get recognized till afta' / So I faked my own death just to see what would happen / As I taje shallow breaths and wait for people's reaction / It was funny at first, but I had to hold my laughter...wait / Before long I was on display at an open casket wake / And I'm the main attraction who draws a crowd. A freak show of sorts / Good thing my skin is pale enough to pass as a decomposing corpse / Frozen in my thoughts, laying stiff...playing with / People's emotions and awaiting a kiss from praying lips that I hate but miss. She didn't show...although she sent a card with flowers / How considerate. That little bitch would make me sit in my car for hours / Heartless powers start to devour my patience...it gets me violent / I'm ready to fly shit and end everything like "I QUIT!" Then again I sit deathly quiet...biting my tongue / Just excited that some kids...who were invited to come did / I'm the center of attention...the talk of the town / It ain;t all that profound, but on this special day of mine I'm the one the universe revolves around / It's like a birthday...kind of. I also found that it's the worst way to find love. White doves battle black crows in one of the back rows / And everybody my ass knows back home is sporting black clothes / Looking glum as usual...it's all too familliar / I put the fun back into funeral. My morbid humor'll kill ya' / For all that it's worth...the people who I thought were jerks / Were putting on the water works and it sorta hurts / My momma stroked my hair with so much care but hardly spoke / Now my heart is broke, and yeah...I should've let her in on the joke / But I'm honestly choked up, and I'm stuck holding back my tears / As I absorb the atmosphere, "I wanna turn back I'm scared!" Then a hand touches my shoulder to calm my nerves / And something odd occurs because I heard my father's words / So I got disturbed...as he expressed what he's never said / What bothered me the most is that I remembered...he's dead / I manifested destiny. The best and worst of worlds has come true / As I'm buried alive, in the back of my mind echoes his words: "I love you." |
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