Well morning bird well I like you
But I wish I thought things out all the way through
And after the scene
A statue in a maternity dress
And sitting beside you I thought I'd never forget
All my regrets
And time spent admiring you
And after the glow
Through heavy chords
Well I found my fingers in the sounds
And I found my fingers in you
And after the fuzz
I couldn't find my feet
Still reeling from the buzz
Through heavy crowds and codeine fucked dreams
I hang them
Hold on the walls and feel the sound, the blowback
Feel the world and self slip, slip through the cracks
Crawl in the corner and feel your guts sink on back
Build it all up and then crush it into the black
You cockroaches
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