Lets move away
Lets build a home
We'll build a church
Made of expensive chrome
Lets move to North America
Build a house on a hill overlooking the melancholy sky beneath the sea
Lets make sure we dont make the spin slow down
Lets build and ruin and burn this town
I love that sound
You hear it don't you?
The sand
The scrape
Exactly as we planned
You won't know who owns anything
Until you are lying in the grass
Staring at the blue sky
Cornea damage from the sun
I enjoy my time.
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