Lirieke: View. Which Bitch?. Distant Doubloon.
Blind Pew he covers you with colors of the night
You'll never meet him in the carnival
Taggadas take the Jakeys for a ride
And Long John Silver is one of the few
That Robbie Stevenson could champion even though the man was fake
Made up the kind you'd never expect to shoot one of their inmates
The horizontal stripes will lead you to the west
The vertical hill town Huns
Will leave you own back with your tannadiction chest
The weakest character in this chapter loves dairy shadows never shone
I never met a pretty creature who would crumble at the outcome of a cow
How come you would tell me farmers never bow?
Metaphors are easy just to talk about it
Growing up with spacers I can live without
Fifteen holes is never worth a stolen bike
Just waiting for a different cunt to say what to write
There will never be a color in the sea if you don't have no eyes to see
So please don't dwell upon your wooden leg, your limp is boring me
You see your wallpaper was red polluted with lesbian green
Red was never your color, it was never your team
Blue it never even crossed your mind because you never flew a flight
Golden treasure left you blind
Fifteen holes is never worth a stolen bike your
Just waiting for a different cunt to say what to write
There will never be a color in the sea if you have no eyes to see
So don't dwell upon your wooden leg, your fucking limp is boring me
You'll never meet him in the carnival
Taggadas take the Jakeys for a ride
And Long John Silver is one of the few
That Robbie Stevenson could champion even though the man was fake
Made up the kind you'd never expect to shoot one of their inmates
The horizontal stripes will lead you to the west
The vertical hill town Huns
Will leave you own back with your tannadiction chest
The weakest character in this chapter loves dairy shadows never shone
I never met a pretty creature who would crumble at the outcome of a cow
How come you would tell me farmers never bow?
Metaphors are easy just to talk about it
Growing up with spacers I can live without
Fifteen holes is never worth a stolen bike
Just waiting for a different cunt to say what to write
There will never be a color in the sea if you don't have no eyes to see
So please don't dwell upon your wooden leg, your limp is boring me
You see your wallpaper was red polluted with lesbian green
Red was never your color, it was never your team
Blue it never even crossed your mind because you never flew a flight
Golden treasure left you blind
Fifteen holes is never worth a stolen bike your
Just waiting for a different cunt to say what to write
There will never be a color in the sea if you have no eyes to see
So don't dwell upon your wooden leg, your fucking limp is boring me
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