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I won't cut my
And I won't change my
It grows like fancy
But it nowhere, my hair, my hair

If I could my house
like the Trojan Horse
I'd put a statue of
Upon the shelf of course, of course, of

Shes the smoke, shes dancing pirouettes
Swan diving off of the end of my tragic cigarette
Shes steam laughing on the panes
The never-ending haze
Oh, that smiling maze
Oh, ever smiling maze ballet

Everythings missing
Ive lost more to floods
I cant prove makes any sense
But I sure hope that it

Perhaps I was born curiosity
Of the likes of of old crows
Of the likes of those of old
And oh, how piano knows
The piano knows I don't know

I won't cut my
And I won't change my
It like fancy flowers
But it nowhere, my hair, my hair

If I could build my
Just like the Horse
I'd put a of myself
the shelf of course, of course, of course

Of course, of course, of
Of course, of course, of
Of