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Orange earth and a Spanish sun, the paints still runny Nice day for castration of a brick red stallion Assume I'm a choirboy, cause I'm right here waiting Influenced by Weimar Hey genre are you lonely? We go in ripe The growth inside, is unconditional To start it right Eventful nights Need conversational highs Lows The rain it sits down on a charcoal city Model in a chaise lounge, prepares for a pose A splash of red wine, in a vacuous hole Music is my Dada Judas is my daddy Screw the poppy emo Poppy's meant for smoking I flew down running to get more of the same (Thanks to Jorgey for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania