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Death in Small Houses

Member since 2002 · Posted 17 Sep 2002 · 0 comments

Little Child, don't hide your tears away Bits and pieces, bits and pieces, bits and pieces Run away just as fast as you can You'd better run run away if you think that you can You'd better run Sleeping like an angel, floating down from heaven If daddy's been out drinking, all sleep will turn to screaming And the sparks will fly when he slaps your face Fire lights inside your head Momma cries as babies fall until he goes away again Bits and pieces, bits and pieces, bits and pieces Run away just as fast as you can You'd better run run away if you think that you can You'd better run Daddy, Daddy, hold me, oh, Mama, Mama i'll love you forever, forever is near The baby is quiet, gone to the rainbow Hunger is over, fountain of pain i'll never tell but i will remember A hundred miles inside me there's a slow fire burning Gone burning forever, i'm bits and pieces, bits and pieces i'm bits and pieces, bits and pieces Say death in small houses Say death in small houses Say death

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