The feelings I have for being judged by the unrighteous majority.
lyrics
Little miss daisy chain,
I said you're fucking insane.
But I do believe its fair in sensing things,
But you were just the closest thing to chew.
Little miss daisy chain,
Your hairs a mess.
I never made your bed.
I got you wound up, and soul's dead.
When the storm starts to blow you go:
Ohh, uh ohh, oh uh ohh!
Lies, lies!
Oh uh oh, oh uh oh!
Perfectly delicate like the collective awakening of an environment of day broken life dissolving under the instincts of duty and fear. Stereo-phonically repaired by an enchanted, elemental Peace. Tin Spurs / Tinnitus Spurts / Tyler Jet Binkley
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