I am a soldier in a sauna
Drinking away the time
I am a beetle getting beat by a seagull
Looks like we ran out of wine
Distractions don't love me
And pictures they tease me
Of my own fictitiousness
Da di da da bow
Da di da da bow
I am a quandary stuck in the laundry
Spinning to the beat
I am a pretzel with no sense of self
And I think we should get some more wine
Robbers go no where
And blisters they don't care
If I am the only son.
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Da di da da bow
The Chalice is empty
My shadow will not see me
If I run into the sun
Da di da da bow
Da di da da bow
I am now