Eric's Trip
Smother
See the colors in your hairTangled knots out in your hairRunning fingers as you swearLooking up with eager stareRed dots in as black comes outWho smells so strong, you talk aboutThe other girls are big or dumbBut colored hair won't make you combI watch you sigh and I watch you shoutWhile you struggle to get your colored mess outAnd won't you help me dry my eyesYou mother tries to comb the knots outYou cry and yell while you cut your knots outI watch you hair fall past your eyesI saw your hair slowly dieI saw your hair slowly dieI saw your hair slowly dieI saw your hair slowly die
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