Now her paints are dry...
And I looked outside...
At the corner boys...
Ayh, oh, where did you go?
I dont know.
I went to see your pictures...
I spread them across the floor...
So this is where they are shown...
Now theyre probably saying to you,
If you keep it up youll be born.
But you wont ever listen,
Ill bet...
Burnt out, grass scorched by the sun.
The buildings remain.
We will beat them all to dust,
Ill bet...
Pulled from a headless shell
That blinked on and off, Hotel.
Now the nameless dwell.
They hold your key and turn your knob,
Ill bet...
Will you say hello to my ma?
Will you pay a visit to her?
She was an artist, just as you were.
Id have introduced you to her.
She would take me out on Sundays.
Wed go laughing through the garbage.
She repaired legs like a doctor
On the kitchen chairs we sat on.
She was unhappy, just as you were.
Unhappy, just as you were.
Unhappy, just as you were.
Unhappy, just as you were...
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