Clem Snide
Beard of Bees
Prisoners of ourselvesDesperate little elvesWe hide inside a treeAnd wear a beard of beesBut do you know that whenYou're here with meThat's the only time that I feel freeSo wrap me in your skinA holiday of sinWe'll take it when we canThere is no master planBut do you know that whenYou're here with meThat's the only time that I feel freeAnd everything is trueIf we think it throughOr maybe it's a lieWe'll find out when we dieBut do you know that whenYou're here with meThat's the only time that I feel free
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