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Convenience Store Killer

from Collecting Empties by JOHN COMMON

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CONVENIENCE STORE KILLER
written by john common

half a dozen bums
one stolen gun
a hot case of beer
and one single fear

he thinks I'm just a punk
I need money for my junk
fist full of cash
corner store stash

he turned to me
and he pointed at me
he had guts
but it never helped him much

I never did figure
I'd ever pull the trigger
no way back
I'm swimming in black

thoughts in my head
circling my bed
lost in space
thinking of his face

a greyhound ride
drove me all night
one thousand new streets
but same old me

he turned to me
and he pointed at me
I got scared
a flash filled the air
but I stayed with him
'til he let go of my hand
he let go of my hand

convenience store killer
convenience store killer
I never did figure
I'd ever pull the trigger…

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from Collecting Empties, released August 1, 1999

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Confession: I like broken shit. I’m just drawn to it. Always have been. I like it even more if it used to be shiny, beautiful, innocent or full of promise. See, the way down is so interesting to me. The way it actually happens, why it happens, the little details that break off as it’s happening. ... more

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