I was born already nailed to the cross
I was born with a feeling, I was lost
I was born with the ability to talk
I was born with a snakelike walk
I was tripping now on a city cloak
They were separated then with sunlight shrouds
I was born with a crippled man on my back
I was natural, I was geographic black
I was dreaming of a man with a neon back
I was dreaming of a man with a heart attack
I lost my marbles all over the pink, pink cage
I tried to find a cable that was engaged
I was lost in that home for the aged and lonely
I cried and I choked, I was sick and I was boney
I was feeling kinda ill, I was feeling kinda lonely
And time was erased, yes, but I was so homely
compositores: Bradford Cox
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