.[Verse 1]
Lay my mattress on the floor, don't need a frame, I'm not a door>
Close theâ
windowsâ
in my roomâ
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Hope they hear me when I'm dead, my songs are paintings made of lead
But don't they sound so fuckin' nice to stay with you throughout t.
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