Back Pack - AJJ, Andrew Jackson Jihad

You were dead

By the time that I had found you

Your blood was spilled

On the couch where we had first kissed

So I carried you West

To the sea, so I could wash you

Your body felt just like a backpack

And I don’t know what they did to your face

And I don’t like it

You lived large

Till the day they finally caught you

They cut out your tongue so you would not scream

When you came to

And you pissed blood

And then they chained you up when you turned blue

Your body felt just like a t-shirt

And I wanna build a tower

To all the nicer things you could have been

But I don’t like it

You were dead

By the time that I had found you