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Skating Polly – Cosmetic Skull lyrics
Eating at night
When the crows come out
Reach for your light
They're coming for your toes
You pick up your phone like a dependent drone, momentarily happy
I wanna dance with Exene 'cause she can lead, treat my ADD properly
Have a little meaning
No machines
Fake treats at night
Feed your cosmetic skull
Take off on sight
To take some else's role
You pick up your phone like a dependent drone, momentarily happy
I wanna dance with Exene 'cause she can lead, treat my ADD properly
Where's a human being?
No disease
[Chorus]
And I'll keep fetching along, my dear
And you'll keep frying your head circles high tech gear
And I'll just be your mud rug, my dear
And I'll keep writing little headaches for your ears
Have a little meaning
No machine
Where's a human being?
No disease
[Chorus]
And I'll keep fetching along, my dear
And you'll keep frying your head circles high tech gear
And I'll just be your mud rug, my dear
And I'll keep writing little headaches for your ears
When the crows come out
Reach for your light
They're coming for your toes
You pick up your phone like a dependent drone, momentarily happy
I wanna dance with Exene 'cause she can lead, treat my ADD properly
Have a little meaning
No machines
Fake treats at night
Feed your cosmetic skull
Take off on sight
To take some else's role
You pick up your phone like a dependent drone, momentarily happy
I wanna dance with Exene 'cause she can lead, treat my ADD properly
Where's a human being?
No disease
[Chorus]
And I'll keep fetching along, my dear
And you'll keep frying your head circles high tech gear
And I'll just be your mud rug, my dear
And I'll keep writing little headaches for your ears
Have a little meaning
No machine
Where's a human being?
No disease
[Chorus]
And I'll keep fetching along, my dear
And you'll keep frying your head circles high tech gear
And I'll just be your mud rug, my dear
And I'll keep writing little headaches for your ears
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