Try to see me through, cracks and mildew
And turn the mirror upside down
Cosmic force field, withered and windshield
Faster than the speed of sound
Oooh
Coming on the floor
Oooh
Tear these skies with fireflies,
Take a trip to paradise
No surprise you’ve got trenches in your eyes,
Maybe this is paradise
Everybody wants to be somebody
I won’t have this stolen crown
Just a stone’s throw, silent scarecrow
Got enough to go around
Oooh
Coming on the floor
Oooh
Spongecola: Stone's throw
Aug 3, 2007
Posted by Webmaster at 4:11 AM
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