nobodys beautiful skull


a musician doesn't recognize snow
the keys u hit, nothing

the dark part of nobodys skull
red photocopied sky eating

yr junky planes, she's the war
and dark part of skull

so smile, baby; cheap moon wants nothing
yr brain damaged shoes sit and feel

the ocarina leaves disco hands
i got climate, im not gonna tiptoe

i wish u bored me
start blinking and i will


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