Pissing in a river

Skriven av världens bästa poet Patti Smith.
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My bowels are empty, excreting your soul
What more can I give you ? Baby I don't know
What more can I give you to make this thing grow?
Don't turn your back now, I'm talking to you

Should I pursue a path so twisted?
Should I crawl defeated and gifted?
Should I go the length of a river
The royal, the throne, the cry me a river
Everything I've done, I've done for you
Oh I give my life for you.
Every move I made I move to you,
And I came like a magnet for you now.