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Lyrics:
I'll eat the mud I'll suck the sun Out of the sky Puncture the clouds When I'm throwing down It won't make a sound Below the bed Under the ground When I fought the night It stayed asleep It didn't move The dark is cheap
I'm braiding hair Braiding it well My father taught me Now I can tell When I sleep And when I'm awake I'm not afraid This dirt is fake
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