.The moon is a cowboy, stars shoot at our feet. Dressed up like our heroes, how stupid were we?
I'm planting you questions, and you're digging' up bones. There's a mouth in my stomach and it's singing your song
I float off into the ceiling. I got your taste now, its on my tongue
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