plants and rags ease myself into a body- bag
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dreamt a man he fed me fine food, he gave me shiny things
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white and black are you looking for the sun boy? the sun doesn't shine down here, no, in shadow
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house and home who thought they could take away that place? lead us outside, and lead us out quietly
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Plants And Rags
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| P J Harvey |
