Lyrics to Forever
Un-curtain the day
My head pops out, it's another cold gray morning
Over-stew the water, it mostly turns to air
Out for a walk, I imagine three times slipping on the wet leaves
And the blood rushing out from the cracks in my head
Then merges with the red and amber mulch
The hesitating silence
My head pops out, it's another cold gray morning
Over-stew the water, it mostly turns to air
Out for a walk, I imagine three times slipping on the wet leaves
And the blood rushing out from the cracks in my head
Then merges with the red and amber mulch
The hesitating silence
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