Beetles and eggs and blues and pour a little everything else
You steam a lens stable eyes and glass
Not get pissed off through my bird lips as good news
Still we can find our love down from behind
Down far behind this fabulous, my turn rules
Beetles and eggs and blues and bells and eggs and then blued
Beetles and eggs and blues and pour a little everything else
You steam a lens stable eyes and glass
Not get pissed off through my bird lips as good news
You'll hang the hearts black and dull as the night
We hanged your pass and start being as you
Still being cried and laughed at before
Still being cried and laughed at before
Should I be sewn in hugged I can by not saying
And should I be hugged and tugged down through this tiger's masque
And should I be sung and unbroken by not saying
You mind not saying
He'll hang that heart's black and dull as the night
Still being cried and laughed at from behind me
We hanged your pass and star being as you
Still being cried and laughed at from behind me
Still being cried and laughed at from behind me
Still being cried and laughed at before
And should I be sung and unbroken by not saying
And should I be sung and unbroken by not saying
Still being cried and laughed at from behind me
Hugged and tugged down through this tiger's masque for key