SOUL ASYLUM � Artificial Heart

It�s a second hand story no one wants to hear
And it�s wet with blood, salted with tears
It�s black and white and red all over, happens all the time
This was something about an artificial heart
She lived in a sleepy town trailer home park
Where not many people go out after dark
Innocent helpless at 17, queen of every loser�s wet dream
Which brings us to our villain but a mother could love
He liked amputation and the Lord above
He kidnapped her on her way home from school
She lost her mind, he lost his cool
She didn�t tell him about the artificial heart
Then some kid found her head
Then an arm and a leg and you know the rest they said
The artificial heart it was still beating
With a needle and a thread they sewed on her head
She�s alive and well like she was never dead
She doesn�t remember the day she didn�t die
Or how everybody cried
She read a story in the paper how she was victimized
And you should have seen the look in her eyes
Her assailant was acquitted and as she read
I swear she laughed off her head
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