Paint me angry
Draw my clouds
Count my skins
And pick me up
From this heap
And hot chairs
And can never be wrong
I started counting
Who is on my side
When I shed my feathers
When I spell her name
None shall overhear us
Draw my clouds
Count my skins
And pick me up
From this heap
And hot chairs
And can never be wrong
I started counting
Who is on my side
When I shed my feathers
When I spell her name
None shall overhear us
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