"A Documentary" genre: Alternative General
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	MP3.com CD: Depulah Raza - buy it! CD: Depulah Raza Credits: Lyrics by Kellie Palmblad, produced at Brave World Studios by Sean Mulholland
	Lyrics "A Documentary" words: Kellie my story begins as i follow the girl home through the tangled allies and piles of trash in the dry dust she wipes the sweat from between her legs and spits the soiled phlegm from her mouth the sun sets against the dry battered wood the house, mangled and cracked like her dry lips from the hangover the tattered mess of their lives drape like decorations from cob web to cob web this is my home sweet home she makes her way up the steps greeted by familiar eyes and the mell of stale sweat and vodka through the palace doors we go unfamiliar faces... just passing through probably. making their way from one line to the next a maze of rooms, a maze of lives. some sober and silent, staring at the static from the stolen tv and I wonder what have i done to deserve this? what is this mess and oh, the sound of my tears and it's left me alone just alone and you said before you would never desert me and here i am pain in my only peace and i hear a voice whispering, "so alone" a maze of rooms a maze of lives some sober and silent staring tatoos, burns, dirt and broken instruments set aside after lost agression my lost agression deeper down into the basement i descend i hear a 7" play a lullaby "sleep my little one, sleep" accompanied by the breaking of glass descending, descending she lays her head down on the damp carpet and curls up with her torn sweater and i realize that she? she is me. and i'll sleep here another night and dream and when i wake up? maybe i really will be somebody else all these broken promises where are you where is this love? these endless promises? cause i feel so alone oh, 'til i'm awakened by the sound of my own tears i follow to a man in a mirror who is that? blood in His hands i saw Him weep I saw Him weep weeping for me and i saw Him weep oh my love i will never doubt again. no He handed me sword and sheild sent me back into the battle field looking in the eyes of my one and only enemy... just these words for you do what you want, you can't touch me! ...you can't touch me thus ends my documentary

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