5 мин за четене
My friends don't walk, they run
Skinny dip in rabbit holes for fun
Poppin', poppin' balloons with guns
Getting high off helium
We paint white roses red
Each shade from a different persons' head
This dream, dream is a killer
Getting drunk with a blue caterpillar
I'm peeling the skin off my face
'Cause I really hate being safe
The normals, they make me afraid
The crazies, they make me feel sane ...
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