Miles Coverdale (manos74) wrote,
Miles Coverdale
manos74



I know
You're rich in
Good clothes
And little things
Your mind
Is fancy
(And your car is bitchin')

Is she weird?
Is she weird
Is she white
Is she promised to the night
And her head has no room
Is she weird
Is she white
Is she promised to the night
And her head has no room
Is she weird
Is she white
Is she promised to the night
And her head has no room
And her head has no room

Your heart
Is ripshit
Your mouth
Is everywhere
I'm lying in it

Is she weird?
Is she over me
Like the stars and the sun
Like the stars and the sun
Is she weird
Is she white
Is she promised to the night
And her head has no room
Is she weird
Is she white
Is she promised to the night
And her head has no room
Is she weird
Is she white
Is she promised to the night
And her head has no room
And her head has no room

No more
Of this girl crying
I'm here
Your big man
You're mine

Is she weird
Is she white
Is she promised to the night
And her head has no room
Is she weird
Is she white
Is she promised to the night
And her head has no room
Is she weird
Is she white
Is she promised to the night
And her head has no room
Is she weird
Is she white
Is she promised to the night
And her head has no room
Is she weird
Is she white
Is she promised to the night
And her head has no room
Head has no room
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