Why are you shivering?
Did you miss the last bus
Out of here?
I hear it's going to rain
You might wanna get shelter
If you can
See these wings of mine?
They're made of metal
Made of scraps
I found in a junkyard
They can cover you
If you need them to
They're no good for flying
But they're okay for shelter
Are you from around these parts?
Do I sound like like I'm speaking
A different language
Than you?
Please stop shivering
I'm getting cold
Just looking at you
In that ratty old coat
Bet you came from two towns over
Bet you ran away from home
Bet you got a baby coming
Bet you've never been alone
Did I push too many buttons
Please don't run
I'm only half a monster
I don't feel like hurting anyone
Tonight
Unless that's what you're looking for
Do you like the way you shiver?
Did you want to find someone
Who could show you love the way you knew
Who could make you understand
That you're exactly who they said you were?
How much do you have on you?
How much do you need to hide?
How much shelter are we talking?
Maybe what you need is a ride
You can come hop in my car
I won't say that you'll be safe
But at least you can stop waiting
For the other shoe to drop
My hands are stained with salt and dirt
Got a few bucks, but not much else
Sometimes I get really angry
So I can't say you'll be okay
I'll drive you somewhere nice and quiet
Where you and I can talk some more
Maybe afterwards I'll bring you back here
And you can catch a bus back home
Or wherever it is you planned on going
Just know that I'm not promising anything
Just know that I'm upfront
I'm half bad, you know
And I can't tell you which half is going
To be around when
But when it comes
It's usually real bad
And it stays for awhile
It sticks on me
Like the salt on my hands
Leaves a funny taste in the mouth
But at least if you chance it
If you come for a ride
I can keep you under my wings
Underneath the scrap metal
I can hide you from the rain
The rain can be just as bad as me
When it wants to be
So I guess you have to figure out
What it is you want
But either way
You gotta gamble
Either way
You're looking
At a rough road
Ahead
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