They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you're clever and they despies a fool
Till you're so ****ing crazy you can't follow their rules...
what i want from this is learn to let go
no not of you, of all that's been told
but killers reinvent and believe
and this leans on me just like a rootless tree
brash fields, crude crows
in a scary sky, in a golden frame
roped off
tourist guided by...
tourist talking about the madhouse
talking about the ear
the madmen hangs in fancy homes
they wouldn't let him near!
he'd piss in their fireplace
he'd drag them through turbulent indigo...
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