I get the feeling that I'm never alone
Is this a nut-house or a hospital?
I've got my journal and a killing streak
I've got my window and my memories
Nothing's more real than Nothing
It's got a hatchet and a hell of a swing

I've got a feeling that your crosses of bone
Are made of a couple of thieves I know
Of course you told me as much yesterday
through the winking Jesus carved in your teeth
Nothing's more real than Nothing
It's got a hatchet and a hell of a swing

Malone dies...

I'm never going to hit anyone again
I'm out of ink and I've run out of lead
I've no regrets and I've nothing left to say
I'd always figured things would end this way
Nothing's more real than Nothing
It's got a hatchet and a hell of a swing

Malone dies...


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