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Russian Red

Russian Red

Nice tick feathers

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She said hey, won’t you pick me up?
he said, well, what about at nine?
And she wakes up, it’s freezing cold outside
but he’s not there, wherever he may fly…

Barely aware of her reality, she stands right by
the centre of the room.
Feathers, she’s got nice thick feathers
she’s put on, for she wanted to reach the violent kingdom.

Every time, she steps on what she calls
the misery land, for only bats and cops
forgets about his kisses and his voice.
He wore a suit with labels at the front.

Barely aware of her reality, she stands right by
the centre of the room.
Feathers, she’s got nice thick feathers
she’s put on, for she wanted to reach the violent kingdom.

Barely aware of ther reality, she stands right by
the centre of the room.

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