Pain [4:06] - Flush the Fashion, 1980
	I'm hidden in the scream
	When the virgin dies
	I'm the ache in the belly
	When your baby cries
	And I'm the burnin' sensation
	When the convict fries

	I'm pain
	I'm your pain
	Unspeakable pain
	I'm your private pain

	And I'm the compound fracture
	In the twisted car
	And I'm the lines on the face
	Of the tramp at the bar
	And I'm the reds by the bed
	Of the suicide star

	You know me- I'm pain
	I'm your pain
	Your own private pain
	Unfathomable pain

	And it's a compliment to me
	To hear you screamin' through the night
	All night
	Tonight

	I'm the holes in your arm
	When you're feeling the shakes
	I'm the lump on your head
	When you step on the rake

	And I'm the loudest one laughing
	At the saddest wake

	Yes I'm pain
	I'm just pain
	Dear old pain
	You need your pain

	And I'm the loudest one laughing
	At the saddest wake

	I'm the salt in the sweat
	On the cuts of the slaves
	I was the wound in the side
	While Jesus prayed
	I was the filthiest word
	At the vandalized grave

	Yes, pain
	Do you love me pain
	I love my pain
	I'm your pain

	It's a compliment to me
	To hear you screamin' through the night
	All night
	Tonight


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