the herd effect
heres a snow ball in the top of the hill Saings rest lying still Baby my time to take care for the bill Allready baking your very last meal Need to get out of this horrible dream The words you are saying will start revolrey Oh baby my mind my thoughts steaming with sorrow if you cant steal so might as well borrow Why so colse What did i think They Take what you saying and throw to the sink A man a woman chilld scream for mother We could stay in the garden forever Be deef for the piton who tell you to eat Where ever you go there wont grow the weed Twiglin fingers they point to my head Shout to the people there blood in his heands hoot howl call to the river of new way Empty your pockets a savear from doomsday
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