Everything's dissolving, babe, according to plan The sky is on fire, the dead are heaped across the land I went to bed last night and my moral code got jammed I woke up this morning with a Frappucino in my hand
Mass extinction, darling, hypocrisy These things are not good for me Do you see what I see, dear?
Everything's dissolving, babe, according to plan
ReplyDeleteThe sky is on fire, the dead are heaped across the land
I went to bed last night and my moral code got jammed
I woke up this morning with a Frappucino in my hand
Mass extinction, darling, hypocrisy
These things are not good for me
Do you see what I see, dear?