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You Fucking People Make Me Sick

 

You Fucking People Make Me Sick

(album: My Father Will Guide Me Up A Rope To The Sky - 2010)


Now diamonds are falling
the way we will, in the sky.
Obsessions, pink children,
they are laid out in a line.
They are screaming, they are polluted,
they are demanding their life.
This wrong feelings, they are calling
the red leper of time.
I love you, I need you,
oh show me how to shine.
I love you, young flower,
now give me what is mine.

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