Hiding for the future, hiding because it's the way
She will
Swing your head into motion
Raise your arms to the sky
Watch
Like all my friends
Who's biting on my nails
I just wish
Do you wanna swim in garbage?
It's floating next to
There's a muzzle and a vine
I swing back from time
I see them when they go
To their hole museum
See them
The baby can
Talk to me
In his hand
He holds the future
A
Living in a hole on a couch
With plastic cameras on
The yellow grass is growin' and creepy old broken trees.
They were at a hotel, and their equipment got stolen,
Looking under the washing machine
I'm picking up our loveline
Of dirtier
I know she's strapin on her violin face
Playin the strings
Third time this year gone, buy me a key to
Live from space
Perfect direction
Indicating science fiction
Dinosaurs bigger th
Freak your selfout on the road
Chances are you won't be
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