.I let a sparrow talk me out of the crib
Made of mannequin arms and sycophants
She sang her caution thrown against the odds
I'm not tilting at the windmills, I'm taking my chances
She put the feral back inside my voices
I'll take a cigarette, put it out on my arm
It's the.
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