2000 Locos
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2000 Crazies
I have a soul made of celluloid and dead flowers
and in my gaze, dissonant chords and gin.
My ghosts ask me for fire and then they sit down
and talk to me about the poets who were killed in the war.
Wherever I go
there are 2000 crazies making crosses in the earth.
Wherever I go
there are 2000 crazies preparing the revolt.
He saw the devil in his mother's eyes
and believed that night he would go visit him.
In his nightmares, he saw the moon covered in blood
the pills burned but couldn't calm him down.
Wherever I go
there are 2000 crazies making crosses in the earth.
Wherever I go
there are 2000 crazies preparing the revolt.
She talks on the rooftops with the butterflies
she sends messages on rose petals.
The one she loved was taken by the Good God with a noose
fairy tales with an ending
that's just a period and a comma.
Wherever I go
there are 2000 crazies making crosses in the earth.
Wherever I go
there are 2000 crazies preparing the revolt
