My eyes are empty my soul is pretty

You can ease it to me

I just need your empty mind

My eyes are thick and my skull is itchy

And I read no fiction

Is it me or everything in my bones

My head is sick and my love is tipsy

Is it me

No fiction

I just need your empty mind

My mind electric my soul reflected

I can hear the ticket

Am I real or are you the fool

I'm still alone I'm

Still alone still

Still alone as a clown

Still alone I'm

Still alone still

Still as lost as I'm found

Still alone I'm

Still alone still

Still alone as a clown

My eyes are stitches my love's a stick shift

I can squeeze or make it

Is it real or just a dream of mine

My blood is tipping my horse is limping

I can ease or sink in

I just need some grand design

I'm still alone I'm

Still alone still

Still alone as a clown

Still alone I'm

Still alone still

Still alone but to mount

Oh it's what I found

Oh it's what I found

Oh it's what I found

Oh it's what I found

Oh it's what I found

Oh oo woh

Oh oo woh

Oh oo woh

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Oh oo woh

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