that was our fifth song,
and i hope you enjoyed it,
now
I filled the bucket
I spilled the bucket
Out on the floor
A
Ive always felt so scared of all this needing
Everyone that
this is the room where we always dreamed
of grass
And everything is going to the beat
And everything is going
Everything's always better
Whenever you're [underdressed]
And I wanted to tell y
In pastures blue and green
I'll follow you and you'll follow
We dug these holes we crawled into
Now they're my home
Now
you all agree, where the people are living
you want to
Dear friend, as you know
Your flowers are withering
Your mother's
My eyes have once again been proven wrong
Your clouds, your
That's a frosty way to speak,
To tell me how to
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