Fruit Flies Lyrics by Yellow Second
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the red follow pink
voices and eyes trembling tell you
of my stance, one last glance
on the brink
intellect flees its cell
so long now,
I'll swallow whole
or utter stillborn sentiment
she knows how
for she taught me
but could it be me that was wrong?
she summons a tear
as all her efforts decay
years reverse, it's much worse
than she fears
her firstborn inveighs
the red follow pink   voices and eyes trembling tell you   of my stance, one last glance   on the brink   intellect flees its cell   so long now,   I'll swallow whole   or utter stillborn sentiment   she knows how   for she taught me   but could it be me that was wrong?   she summons a tear   as all her efforts decay   years reverse, it's much worse   than she fears   her firstborn inveighs