Road to Madrid - Seam

Take picture of me, I wanna sleep in

At the base of my neck, I’ve been aching

I’ve been taken away, I’ve been taken away

From everything that’s me

From everything that’s me

Take a picture of him, he’s dying

His face in a fist, and his face in lights

I took a pen out, put the cap back on

What will I write?

I’ve been taken away, I’ve been taken away

I’ve been taken away, I’ve been taken away

By a shark-skinned man with a raccoon tan

His skin peeling back, as we drove by

Into the dust of a city that was calling us…

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