all those little babys
that cReEP N cRawL aNd fLy
TEARS in my eye
all those little maybe's
Like d0 1t
You wont die
all those l1ttle 0's
1n A m1ll10n
Reasons why
air heavy like a funeral parlour
pushed flat by a broken sky
and i ask myself
why
and i ask myself
why
all those little babys
that cReEP N cRawL aNd fLy
TEARS in my eye
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