I need these bricks
Bricks to make walls around
And I think
The view you and I are chasing
Is in our imagination
The
You can escape
From this crowded earth
But can you go back
Swim with the serpents
Debris on the surface
The freaks in the
I spy a muderess
Submerged in a dress
Under stress, under arrest
No
You beast, eh, just keep your mouth shut, see, I
No more birthday cake
For a year I can wait
I could
I keep telling them I should have seen this coming
I
We were driving straight, down crooked streets
We were driving crazy,
All you pretty things, you don't say goodbye
All this real
Isn't this the longest day I've spent?
And the redhead wants
Now if you could speak, then you might tell
The truth
There were two sisters
And they're new to bi-polar
And sulfuric acid
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