or the things I say
sometimes I just like to watch the weeds grow, other times my heads in the cloudias
you crazy fuckers! see those flowers behind her (not the ones in her hand) the fushia looking bleeding ones. They kinda sorta resemble the ones some joker planted in my yard that kinda sorta resembles where the this second mirah image of the song was sang and sung.
voices split, but echo as one
yard
same
yard
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