Beneath the Yachtsman
Knock you down when you stall Be my legs, be my mouth Heaven's fake, your mother lied Sunday morning rolls her eyes and steals your home On your back, on the roof Steel eyed babies never play Let your mouth fill up with rain You never sing to me No water, no more
Written by: Temistoclas Hugo Rutili
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