Strangenecks
Cultfever
Our chimney puffs a lighter cloud
I hear you don’t even make a sound
Once I recalled the gall of that one
Say on this one we won’t we both lose
I’m a child to lose
Stone chiseled like a free-standing house
Fleeting, domestic like a mouse
Give us a flake of snow, one or two
Fall on our walls and keep us stuck too
I’m a child to lose
Don’t be a performer
The fact is back and warmer anyway
Say you would not be troubled at all
Make me big when I’m small
It’s such a pain to speak up to you
You were renowned a child with blues
Watching those men hang from a noose
How could you want me in your shoes?
I’m a child to lose
Don’t be a performer. It’s fact that I am warmer anyway
Say you would not be troubled at all
Make me big when I’m small
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