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Slit my throat from ear to ear
And drink my blood like wine
I ain't afraid of living boy
And I ain't afraid to die
I ain't no goddamn vampire
And I ain't leaking tears
It's not about them photographs
Or counting out them beers
I've stood out on that corner
And I've waited for that man
I've felt the beat pump through my veins
As the money changed its hands
I've walked these lonely city streets
I've climbed these purple hills
I've stood itching and waiting
Goddamn, I'm standing still
Have you ever felt the sun rise
In twitching aching arms?
Or held your black spots in your palm
And squeezed and loved 'em hard
My city's so forgiving
But this life, it ain't no living
Take me home
You never cry in bottles
You cry when you get home
When you watch your life walk out the door
And you fall asleep alone
I got my shit together but lord knows where I'm going
Take me home
And drink my blood like wine
I ain't afraid of living boy
And I ain't afraid to die
I ain't no goddamn vampire
And I ain't leaking tears
It's not about them photographs
Or counting out them beers
I've stood out on that corner
And I've waited for that man
I've felt the beat pump through my veins
As the money changed its hands
I've walked these lonely city streets
I've climbed these purple hills
I've stood itching and waiting
Goddamn, I'm standing still
Have you ever felt the sun rise
In twitching aching arms?
Or held your black spots in your palm
And squeezed and loved 'em hard
My city's so forgiving
But this life, it ain't no living
Take me home
You never cry in bottles
You cry when you get home
When you watch your life walk out the door
And you fall asleep alone
I got my shit together but lord knows where I'm going
Take me home
Lyrics submitted by punkpirate
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Nice work, But,
"Slit my throat from ear to ear OR drink my blood like wine"
"I've felt the beat pump through THESE veins"
"I've walked these lonely city ROADS"
"CAUSE you never cry in bottles You cry when you get home When you watch your life walk out the door WHEN you fall asleep alone"
"I got my shit together but THE lord knows where I'm going"
Awesome song. Is the line "I've climbed these purple hills" a reference to the rap song?
It sounds to me like "goddamn I'm wasted" not "standing still". Also, anybody know if this has anything to do with R.L. Burnside?