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Under a bridge Behind the fridge You frighten me Mother Daughter Rice, Chicken, Whiskey, Bed. I can't reach my shoes Yes, I'm sleepy No, I hate you Where are we going? Siren, Light, Cuffs, Bed. I dreamt I saw you I fell The world grew, shrank In a crispy shell I wait at the window Until someone's dead Mother, Daughter, Whiskey, Bed.
