Blutmond putting hearts together

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She was a bleak bride
In a dimly street
I've met her every night
And lost her in my seed
It was a bleak night
In a dimly street
It happened every night
Ask the first bum you'll meet
Without love
Without grace
Born to lose
And born to hide his face
She was a bleak bride
In a dimly street
I've met her every night
And lost her in my seed
Without love
Without grace
Born to lose
And born to hide his face
Searching for love, but
Only getting humpy and dumpy
Tried to climb a golden wall
But he'd just had a white line fall
He had a white line fall
All the Pooh Bah's and all the suit-men
Wouldn't put his life together again...
He's born from the gutter
And that's where he belongs
Lost, trashed and forgotten
Without love
Without grace
A life to hide
To hide his face
Then he tried to climb a tempting wall
But he just had another deep fall
All the fancy women and the candy men
Wouldn't put his heart together again
He's born from the gutter
And that's where he belongs
Lost, trashed and forgotten
Without love
Without grace
A life to hide
To hide his face

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