My World Is a Cynic - Pink Skin
Can the pink skin vacate its sweat?And the breaking neon cement
Did we make a ton of ways
To remove our pragmatic face?
In a dash she made his way,To the roof of the highest place
He went on the boiling floor
Getting sun burnt 34 stories down
Teddly-um-bum bum bum!
Written by:
Curran Chapman
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