The Car Crash Show
Paper Bag
everything moves in slow motionand we'll be carried out dead before we leave on our ownand it seems like the trees will overgrow and bury this place downsoon everything will be surfacingand the bodies will floatand the truth will be toldwe are all beautifuland we've all fallen apart.and you see perfection, dead as the leavesand everything falls apart . . .
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