Birch Hill Dam - Thunderbuns Malone

She roams the city streets Every day and night She starts a fantasy Never seeming like an alibi She was bringing me down Running around Trying to find another man with the same addiction She won’t care about the way he’s feeling Or when he leaves her Thunderbuns Malone Is a broken woman, without a home Living out of a hotel room The perfect weapon is on the loose Forever infesting Her body with lies Her business is pleasure And she’ll rarely ever stay the night Repeat Chorus Fucking living the scene Every one was overload Home for a disease Suffering as she goes She roams the city streets Every day and night But in the end She started feeling like an alibi Thousands of people will writhe in her doom While the mask it provides, shovels sand on her womb And we’re Increasing violence As improper pulls From the soul bearing woman With nothing to show And I, understand Why life has passed her over Beauty will offer her something to gain But it’s ruined before she can see through the pain And we’re Lying and cheating To get what we want When it’s all said and done There’s no reason to stop And I, understand Why life has passed her over