Ten More from Catarrh by ibid.

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4.	Ten More	3:20

Lyrics

Fifty drachmas for my soul, and ten more for each time I’ve been left hanging. Not to accuse — Not to reduce you, no. I’ve fallen into patterns that it hurts to repeat. My time once felt valuable, now it’s just something else to swallow and shit out. If I happen to meet my maker, I’ll ask him for two favors: One, untie me, and two, bite down on this coin, I can’t be sure it’s gold, no. Not to complain, not to defame you, no. Fifty drachmas for my soul, and ten more for my liver, which sure as hell’s not gold, no.

Credits

from Catarrh, released December 1, 2014

License

CC BY-SA 3.0. See the Creative Commons website for details.

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