The Dream Gypsies

"The Killing" a sketch by: Mike U.

​Lyrics

The Killing

Lookin’ so sad.

Said, you’re free to go.

Said I won’t get mad,

But you said no.

Said you’ll never let me.

Let you go.


I woulda let you go.

I woulda let you go.

If you woulda let me.

Get your hands in the air.

And off of my girl.

His death in your hair.

His breath in your curls.

Girl I’m talking to you.

Cause you can talk back.

And he could still too.

If you would’ve asked,

Me to let you go.

I woulda let you go.

If you woulda let me.

If you woulda let me.

Ibeen laid low.

I been laid low.

Now I got stay low.

So I jumped on a train.

Rode to the end.

Caught up in the rain.

Laid down in Portland.

Got out of the cold.

With pints at The Killing.

Pissing into a hole.

Overcome with the feeling.

That no one was watching me.

Like there was no one behind me.

So I turned around.

And I walked out.


Iwoulda let you go.

I woulda let you go.

But you wouldn’t let me.

But you wouldn’t let me.

 

 

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