I walked in with a stranger
My fingernails were scratched black and blue
Shoulda warned you about the danger
But your preacher man shoulda told you
That you shouldn't hitch hike
In the middle of the night
At the crossroads of the town
Blood it soaks off my handles
Your cherry blossom hanging off my walls
Turn the light off blaze a candle
Cause Jesus don't reside here in these halls
I shoulda told you how
That the dirty part of town
The crossroads will take you
And I'm the kind of guy
who likes to keep his trophies
Yes..I'm the kind of guy
That'll keep your head as a trophy
I really think that it's amazing
The way that plastic covers and preserves you
When you're near things get hazy
Cause your lack of conversations got me blue
and I shoulda told you all
that my trophies line the walls
and you can too
and I shoulda told you all
that my trophies line the walls
and you can too
credits
from Under The Mortar,
released December 20, 2014
recorded, played and written by Louis Ramos
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