I got up at half past four
Forty-four robbers around my
I'm not talking anymore
All the skins of the words fell
If you recieve an e-mail with the subject of 'Bad
It's gonna swallow me whole
The ground'll open up and in
Wake up girl what's wrong with you
Blood + bones +
Them trashy types just outta milk teeth
Keep bluffin' me
Damn you dirty bird
Put out the fire now
It’s all said
Let me out
I'm a cloud
I can't live here anymore
Turn the
Damn girl's gone crazy
All these good-looking blues
Banshees with bad skin
Comin
Menfolks just don't understand sympathy
For a wretch like me
I'm
Wind blown
A lazy sway
Creeping like fire
From a slow spark
Birds without
Come fly with me
Leaf by leaf a bumblebee
If I weren’t
I don't wanna feel this way
You come and I look
The country's breathing a sigh of stars
A bitch's baby from
Saw kingdoms crushed and crumbled
Saw the earth from the rim
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