Deep Dark Below

Most of the shingles are gone

There's a couple still hanging on

Like an old man's tooth

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With the weeds and the limbs

And the broken glass and other people's trash

The windows are all busted out

You can slip your way carefully in

Even stay inside the tape

And lay inside the shape of her chalk outline

Monster are men that the devil gets in

And even he gets so bored sometimes

Climbs from his hole, the deep dark below

To entertain himself awhile

To entertain himself awhile

He puts on the body and clothes

Of someone you think you know

And you step into those hands

Like a horse in quicksand

You find yourself screaming your way to the end

That's what happened to Alicia

She was dancing wild

Tilting from the wine

Dark hair in diamond shine

Lonely and bruised

Getting over being used

It's usually the weak ones he finds

It's usually the weak ones he finds

He wanted her beauty

That's all he was after

Oh he'd never seen hips and legs

And skin or arms like hers

And she was dying for some company

They found her some days later

Undone and scattered

And right beside her

A straight-blade sledgehammer

I heard he plays a mean fiddle

And his bow's made of bones

And it sounds like your deepest desire

Lonely and bruised

Getting over being used

It's usually the weak ones he finds

It's usually the weak ones he finds