Red House Painters Have You Forgotten
I can t let you be Cos your beauty won t allow me Wrapped in white sheets Like an angel from a bedtime story Shut out what they say Cos 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 Have you forgotten how to love yourself I still can t believe All the good things that did for me Backyard summer pools And Christmas trees were bright and full And sentiment of colored, mirrored ornaments And the open drapes Looked out on frozen farmhouse landscapes Have you forgotten how to love yourself Have you forgotten how to love yourself
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