Sheila Divine - The Amendment
sometimes i cry murder at the top of my lungs
often when i smile mischief runs wild
and you're right
it's my fear of making sense
frequently i question the virtue of man
always at hight tide
the burden, the sinking of plans
i'm done
i'm just pink in the meddle
or at the stake
often when i smile mischief runs wild
and you're right
it's my fear of making sense
frequently i question the virtue of man
always at hight tide
the burden, the sinking of plans
i'm done
i'm just pink in the meddle
or at the stake
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