Lost In Lace
Blue lace velvet sprinkle in shine,
Lying in dead grass alive.
Silk embroidered carnations of crime,
Help! Please make it stop...
Tired, so tired, a trip gone to long,
So tell me where is my home.
Fly, fly blue lace velvet of mine,
Reaching no destination yet once again,
Still deprived of seeing the end.
Tired, so tired please make it stop,
Blue velvet, sadistic velvet,
I Want To Go Home...
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