Your pussys glued to a building on fire

I paint my mind just cuz i'm alive

If you see me roaming the hillside

Won't you come along?

You paint your eyes

Mine are in the sky

No worldly word i could say would be golden

The smile on my face isn't always real

But the way you make me feel is all that's really real

You little duck house

Won't you come along?

You've paid your lungs






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