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wednesdays dead
I saw a picture in a Wednesday ad
She's selling sex or a piece of ass
She turns it over for a piece of crack
She rolls it over for a hit of smack
See her drowning&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;it's not what you've left behind
See her falling&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;.she's drowning
It's a picture in a porno mag
She's selling souls in a cheap ass rag
She turns it over for a hit of crack
She's got the monster climbing on her back
Cannot feel the shame, cannot find my way
Cannot see the light at the end of days
Cannot find the friends in a dead end world
she has built for herself
she's drowning
&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;..was it something she said
&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;..was it something she did
&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;..she didn't mean to offend you
&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;..with all the thoughts in her head
&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;..keep it all in the bed
&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;..all the words that were said
&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;..she doesn't mean to defend you
&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;&ldots;..with all that is dead
so she sells her soul&ldots;.watch her fall&ldots;..it slips it away