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Mexico

You could see me reaching 
So why couldn’t you have met me half way? 
You could see me bleeding 
and you would not put pressure on the wound 
you only think about yourself… you only think about yourself… 
you better bend before I go 
on the next train to Mexico 


You could see me breathing 
And you still kept your hand over my mouth 
You could feel me seething 
But you just turned your nose up in the air 
you only think about yourself… you only think about yourself… 
you better bend before I go 
on the next train to Mexico