Thirteen Owl's A Dollar Lyrics by Nikolai the Coyote
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The ground became covered
Like the blonde that draped your back
That hid your pale white skin
Not a freckle unmapped

If you trace it you’ll discover
That you’ve fell into a mind
That I corrupted and disassembled
Now you can see what I can do

And you cant destroy
What will never exist
What will never exist
What will never
And your hands so small (she’s caught)
they’ll never hold
A temper so fit (Andrea)
And a stomach so full

What a life worth living
When you’re living dead
A body full of water
And eyes never fed

By this point you’re so angered
And my mouth is hard to close
Well this is how you are at best
Just go home

And you cant destroy
What will never exist
What will never exist
What will never
And your hands so small (she’s caught)
they’ll never hold
A temper so fit (Andrea)
And a stomach so full

Andrea
Andrea

And you cant destroy (Andrea, Andrea)
What will never exist (Andrea, Andrea)
What will never exist (Andrea, Andrea)
What will never (Andrea, Andrea)
And your hands so small
they’ll never hold
A temper so fit
And a stomach so full
The ground became covered   Like the blonde that draped your back   That hid your pale white skin   Not a freckle unmapped       If you trace it you’ll discover   That you’ve fell into a mind   That I corrupted and disassembled    Now you can see what I can do      And you cant destroy    What will never exist    What will never exist   What will never   And your hands so small (she’s caught)   they’ll never hold   A temper so fit (Andrea)   And a stomach so full      What a life worth living   When you’re living dead   A body full of water   And eyes never fed      By this point you’re so angered   And my mouth is hard to close   Well this is how you are at best   Just go home      And you cant destroy    What will never exist    What will never exist   What will never   And your hands so small (she’s caught)   they’ll never hold   A temper so fit (Andrea)   And a stomach so full      Andrea   Andrea      And you cant destroy (Andrea, Andrea)   What will never exist (Andrea, Andrea)   What will never exist (Andrea, Andrea)   What will never (Andrea, Andrea)   And your hands so small   they’ll never hold   A temper so fit    And a stomach so full