Lyrics:Well it’s alright, picking up stones
Just make sure they’re flat, before you throw
Well it’s old news, death is old
Look what I bought for you, I know i’m cold
Heyeyeyeye I feel good
Heyeyeyeye I feel fine
Heyeyeyeye take a break
Heyeyeyeye it’ll die
Quarantime
Well I’ve been stuck inside year
Nothings happening the dampening of what I hold dear
It’s stuck out there in the air, trapped at the border of breath and heat
I’ve got violent thoughts pouring into my ear
Nothings changing the angry are changing the air around here
They’re stubborn delusion-ed and focused of fear
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