LYRIC
They wear their leaves
Like Warholian wigs
(Kangarwomb)
If she had not paved in memoriam their wounds
With gilt gold scabs
I dream of resting
They wear their leaves
Like Warholian wigs
(Kangarwomb)
If she had not paved in memoriam their wounds
With gilt gold scabs
I dream of resting
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They wear their leaves
Like Warholian wigs
(Kangarwomb)
If she had not paved in memoriam their wounds
With gilt gold scabs
I dream of resting
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