A woman was chopped to death
Chopped into tiny pieces
I recognize the woman clothes
That were stripped under the big stones
She was the woman I passed by last night
On the 37th seat on my right
I always see her
Smoking around the corner
I always see her
Making up with different guy's
I always see her
Drink on that padis every night
But I don't know her
I saw her again on that 37th seat
Then after I took my lunch
I saw her with those guy's
She come up on the 37th floor
With those guy's
I can't see her now
All I see is shadows dancing around
37 shadows dancing
1 shadow passing each 37 shadows
After a while
The dancing stops
The 37 shadows
Are gone
But the 38th one
I didn't see it pass by
Then after a few days
I found the 38th one
Up the hill
Chopped to death
-Angelbunn
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