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foot ox - sky lyrics

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sky, turning orange in my mind
where i am made of dirt and hair and our forms
it split the screen
i had a dream, i will never leave this couch again
colors drift around this room, reclaim your doom
but i am content to hold your spit in my hand
and we don’t need to understand this
i am forming my own planet here

your skin, all turning blue again
so i grab the tv by the throat and cut it open
and color, color blood spills out all over the room

and we don’t need to understand this
i am forming my own planet here

and are all of these buildings tombs
or is it just your room?
i don’t know what you look like
’cause all of your face is moons
and won’t we all be dead soon?
i do not believe in g+d

- foot ox lyrics

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