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"Grass is green, turtles and pies. We can sleep alone now"
The world's messing around without a sound
People live underground,
They spin me round,
Don't know how they found me
The world has felt apart
The war is art
When I have touched its heart
It felt so cold
It's dead I have been told
In me birds used to fly
Whispered the weeping sky
Now, there's nothing but crying clouds and no light
I am holding my friend
'cos it's the end
We will walk hand in hand
They burnt the land,
We will go through the flames
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And get crabs? Thank you but no thank you, you filthy whores ;)
therayees 2 years ago