red eye to la la

oh the wet glue of my look

cast me an anchor not a book

throw me to salvage

my fears from my hate

show the lonely help to relate

dig me ditch with a five piece band

wash me my teachers

leave me to dry

from now until tomorrow

i’ll never cry

oh the wet cue the book

plays this role on stage

glued to my eyes…

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