Living a drop and two,
Drinking a drop and two.
Let it trickle.
And if this life,
Let me live it too.
Woe me with wings,
Still treading on earth.
Memories log.
In dysphoria, sleep
My dreams of mirth.
Drinking a drop and two.
Let it trickle.
And if this life,
Let me live it too.
Woe me with wings,
Still treading on earth.
Memories log.
In dysphoria, sleep
My dreams of mirth.
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