.Broken cones are hiding behind my eyes
I make my last move in the violet skies
I'm horny, hungry, hopeful for your hand
A plastic bag's no suitcase for my man
Harbour of lame ducks, tiny little group of us
Turning your hearts to mush
I was happy when I scored
Straigh.
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