Sink The Seine lyrics
(Lots of Lalas)
You're no different from the friends that crease the wires Or mosquitoes that now operate on her brain Thought that if I sank the Seine I might find you I might find you... I'm not different from the clod they wipe from the stair Or fake diamonds that are glued to eyes of plastic crows Thought that where the planters go you might find me You might find me
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