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Psychic Copper

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Slaughtered copper You could have served a victim Gone down to Mother Street Spilled your father's blood so red Burning like a prophecy Covered up in a golden mask Toxic soul for a king to name Bound by thread and steel Now I own my mother's hotel Waiting 'til the sun is done Slaughtered copper, fear and failure Violent young makes me run Slaughtered copper You could have served a victim Gone down to Mother Street Spilled your father's blood so red I guess that the truth of violence There's nothing but an eternal dream Soon as you look at your understanding You'll find nothing here Now I own my mother's hotel Waiting 'til the sun is done Slaughtered copper, fear and failure Violent young makes me run