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

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

Shes the smoke, shes dancing fancy
diving off of the deep end of my tragic cigarette
Shes steam laughing on the panes
The swaying haze
Oh, that ever smiling
Oh, that smiling maze ballet

Everythings gone
Ive lost more songs to
I cant prove this any sense
But I sure that it does

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

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

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

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