tunng - flatland lyrics
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people wear the strangest skins
faces made of plasticine
living life inside machines
this one naked as a child
golden-haired and running wild
playing with his guns a while
living in a flatland
drinking in a flatland
walking in a flatland
thinking in a flatland
fightning in a flatland
dying in a flatland
people do the oddest things
faces for the family
faces for the well-to-do
this one cuts off tiny bits
hides them underneath his bed
they may find them when he’s dead
living in a flatland
drinking in a flatland
walking in a flatland
thinking in a flatland
fightning in a flatland
dying in a flatland
living in a flatland
drinking in a flatland
walking in a flatland
thinking in a flatland
fightning in a flatland
dying in a flatland
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