-h-o-u-s-e-k-e-y-z- (demo) Field Medic
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Traded my creative whim
For a level head and a phantom limb
You know chamomile is sweeter when
The sky is blushing, too
Tell me have you ever thought of
Leaving your boys behind
I got no concept of a savior
There's nothing I could do
There's nothing I could do
There's something strange inside me
Diggin' holes with house keys
I've grown vulgar, vacant, and angry
So patient and passive
I thought that would make me wise
'Cause in my mind I'm a ballerina
Straight off of Degas brush
And when I fall I make a pretty pink mess
In my life, I'm just so angry
'bout everything I never got
So when I fall I'm just the ugliest
I'm just the ugliest
I'm just the ugliest
For a level head and a phantom limb
You know chamomile is sweeter when
The sky is blushing, too
Tell me have you ever thought of
Leaving your boys behind
I got no concept of a savior
There's nothing I could do
There's nothing I could do
There's something strange inside me
Diggin' holes with house keys
I've grown vulgar, vacant, and angry
So patient and passive
I thought that would make me wise
'Cause in my mind I'm a ballerina
Straight off of Degas brush
And when I fall I make a pretty pink mess
In my life, I'm just so angry
'bout everything I never got
So when I fall I'm just the ugliest
I'm just the ugliest
I'm just the ugliest
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