Red House Painters Have You Forgotten
I can t let you be Cause your beauty won t allow me Wrapped in white sheets Like an angel from a bedtime story Shut out what they say Cause your friends are fucked up anyway When they come around, somehow they feel up And you feel down When we were kids We hated things our parents did We listened low To Casey Kasem s radio show That s when friends were nice And to think of them just makes you feel nice The smell of grass of in Spring And October leaves covered everything
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