My plastic bag
I'm wandering Jack
I am erased, I am a flesh sackI see you playing dead
so I touch your headMy paper hands
are meaningless
I'm wandering jeep
I feel like a maggot
but I like it, fleshy sacks
and wandering jeeps
are meaninglessI see you playing dead
so I touch your head
Through your skin
to touch your bones
so I'm not alone
I see you playing dead
so I touch your head
Through your skin
to touch your bones
so I'm not alone
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