.If I could paint a picture
Put some flesh on your bare bones
Instead of these stick men
They must be scarlet and cold
If I could speak my mind
Open my gob till the dregs poured out
But all that's left are shopping trolleys
Dry river bed with traffic cones
What is it y.
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