With lots of trees and beauty for beauty’s sake
Now, metal screeches through the night
And I’m finding that I like the way it sings
I crush rats with my heel
And smile when they squeal slow like bending steel
Hear you whistle so I run
Find you bathing in the sun
I squint in it with you.
Till you–
Say something
Back home there was a flood
And I’m told my house was buried in mud
I’m drunk and dizzy here
Where all the ugly things are lit up so pretty
But Sometimes I’d like to see a girl
With flowers braided in her hair
I pass out on the train
Till you–
Well I came here from a place With lots of trees and beauty for beauty’s sake Now, metal screeches through the night And I’m finding that I like the way it sings I crush rats with my heel And smile when they squeal slow like bending steel Hear you whistle so I run Find you bathing in the sun I squint in it with you. Till you– Say something Back home there was a flood And I’m told my house was buried in mud I’m drunk and dizzy here Where all the ugly things are lit up so pretty But Sometimes I’d like to see a girl With flowers braided in her hair I pass out on the train Till you– Explain Request ×
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