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Betrayers Call

de Ink

She's but a feeling now
Felt through and through
On ashtray sundays
Bluer than blue
She stands like every fence
I'd have to hop
To escape and shake
The demons off

Hot shot of fever
A fever
Drank by the drop
Hot shot of fever
Now it's all I've got
Hot shot of fever
A fever
Drank by the drop
Hot shot of fever
Now it's all I've got

She let my memory
Of her get loose
This violent silence
Is quiet abuse
She summoned all the walls
To crowd round my bed
This advent of absence
Is birth to the dead

Hot shot of fever
A fever
Drank by the drop
Hot shot of fever
Now it's all I've got
Hot shot of fever
A fever
Drank by the drop
Hot shot of fever
Now it's all I've got

(Hot shot of fever)
(A fever)
(Drank by the drop)
(Hot shot of fever)
(Now it's all I've got)
(Hot shot of fever) to start over again
(A fever)
(Drank by the drop) with legs that have no end
(Hot shot of fever) where does she begin?
(Now it's all I've got)
(Hot shot of fever) to start over again
(A fever)
(Drank by the drop) with legs that have no end
(Hot shot of fever) where does she begin?

Hot shot of fever
A fever
Drank by the drop
Hot shot of fever
Now it's all I've got
Hot shot of fever
A fever
Drank by the drop
Hot shot of fever
Now it's all I've got
Hot shot of fever
A fever
Drank by the drop
Hot shot of fever
Now it's all I've got

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