Leave your dead on my doorstep
And I'll wrap them up tight
There's no suffocation if you don't breathe
And I'm lonely again tonight
They'll lay there, so cold
Lifeless limbs held aloft
'Round my frame, stiff as them
'Round my neck, the skin soft
And they'll break just like I do
So fragile these bones
Muscle surrounding them
Useless blood left alone
Seeping from every pore
In their pretty, painted flesh
Will it rot just like I did?
Will it also plead, and beg?
Leave your dead on my doorstep
And I'll wrap them up tight
'Cause their company's better
Than yours was tonight.
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