And so the outside, it bashes us in
Bashes us about a bit

When I'm out walking, I strut my stuff
Yeah, and I'm so strun

Stuck in the shade where there’s no sunshine
I don’t wanna pl

Father, I'm better than butterfly
You can have soul
What y

My face is finished, my body's gone
And I can't help but thin

When the day is gone
Not a tear to spare
Let the darkness

Désirée, island face
Diamond eyes, hair astray

As I lay lying to the limit of my chain
I stand and pivot a p

She don't like my empty whiskey bottles
I don't like the smel