Lifestory: Monologue - Drag Your White Fur

Grown accustomed to the luster of it all
No longer seems to shine... on anything
Sun glasses keep getting bigger, and bigger and bigger and bigger
We’ve all learnt to dim our sights
And we’ll drag our white fur
And we’ll make it grey
But we won’t miss the sight we bought our eyes for
And we’ll keep in mind
That the leaves that we steep make the tea that we drink
And the drink that we drink is now
Drag your white fur and make it grey
Make it grey, grey, grey
Make it grey

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Lifestory Monologue, Lifestory: Monologue

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