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My sutured mind post-op'd and dry Keeps slowly does it time Impaled by trust shot up with your Four in the morning eyes Where do I go Where do I go Where do I go Where do I go She's drifting round my barren ground Breaks slowly cold or crazed These dust dead eyes are focused far Behind these summer days Where do I go Where do I go Where do I go Where do I go And will I come of age make your day Be precious and contrived Or will I blow you all away |