Dee, oh Dee, For a moment I couldn’t see thee Disappear through the glass But never fear, it’ll pass Red was the pillow Under skull white sheets Dead as a minnow Washed right up by a bloodthirsty sea Oh well forget the mirror Forget the touch That was always too much That was never enough to survive Breathing in the morning With cocaine’s wooden stare She snorted up all the wild honey And said please don’t tell all your friends that we’re here For now we’ll be forgotten As we glide through the air By the chin on our hairs Like the skin on a pair of red eyes...
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