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Janine (with Razorrawks)

from Correction by Equinox

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lyrics

Chorus:

Janine
Where you been?
What you seen?
Since you up and left me in agony

Janine
Where you been?
What d’ya mean?
You’re free now and loving life callously



Poem:

Here’s another,
about a boy like me.
One who only wanted love.
One who’d never known true love.
To hold someone in coldest night.
To feel someone and cling on tight.
He’s all alone.
He’s desolate.

And the boy is me and I want you back, Janine.
You said you would “break your back” for me.
I gave you all my love, you gave me all yours too.
Janine, I need you back here by my side.

Since you’ve left I’ve been crying.
Since you’ve left I’ve felt like dying.
Over the moon, then, under the carpet.
You slashed my dreams, I slashed my armpit.
Over the moon, then, under the carpet.
You slashed my dreams, I slashed my armpit.

That boy is me and I need you now, Janine.
How could you break that vow we made, Janine?
I gave you everything, now I haven’t anything.
Janine I need you back to swell my pride.

Now I realise that love isn’t real –
it’s only rejection that you feel.
The love we had was artificial.
The happy faces – superficial.
But still I want you back here with me.
Those parting words just keep on hitting me.

In your black book and onto the shelf.
You fucked me dry, I knifed myself.
In your black book and onto the shelf.
You fucked me dry, I knifed myself.

You burned your hands so that you couldn’t touch me.
I bought you things to make you love me.

I bought you jewels of amethyst.
You snatched them and I slashed my wrist.
I bought you jewels of amethyst.
You snatched them and I slashed my wrist.
Over the moon then under the carpet.
You slashed my dreams, I slashed my armpit.
Over the moon then under the carpet.
You slashed my dreams, I slashed my armpit.

Janine.



Rap:

I’m uncomfortably numb - uncomfortably dumb
While I’m staring at the hole in the wall you just walked through before
flooring - informing me of all those before me
Still crawling round town
Like a corpse in the road
- and like a sheet of metal beaten into angles
I feel vandalised tantalised so I tried to handle my-self
With the decency I thought you’d agreed to honour me with - whore
You never did, you fucking lied - and you never said no, only said goodbye, why!?!
But not before I tried to tell you that I understand – it’s not about the time or that time before
We all make mistakes like pudding on a dinner plate - (you) eat more
But the war starts and the phone calls start to burn my heart
And when you took me for the cash it all went dark
An alarming question mark now hangs above the past - a bastard part
pulled by horses ripping me apart
It ain’t the pain - I said I’d hurt myself remember!?
Cause if not me it’s you
And I can barely hold my temper
I’m barely walking squarely early in the morning blurry eyed
Drinking thinking that I’m on a sinking ship so bring me my suicide jacket and emergency flare I’ll put the gun to my head and blow my brains over there
I’ll don my suicide jacket and emergency flare put it under my chin and blow my brains in the air

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from Correction, released August 30, 2019
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