Nice thick feathers
Russian red
She said hey
Won't you pick me up
He said, well
What about at nine
And she wakes up
It's freezing cold outside
But he's not there
Wherever he may fly
Won't you pick me up
He said, well
What about at nine
And she wakes up
It's freezing cold outside
But he's not there
Wherever he may fly
Barely aware of her reality
She stands right by the centre of the room
Feathers, she's got nice thick feathers she's put on
For she wanted to reach the violent kingdom
Feathers, she's got nice thick feathers she's put on
For she wanted to reach the violent kingdom
And every time
She steps on what she calls
The misery land
For only bats and cops
Forgets about
His kisses and his voice
He wore a suit
With labels at the front
Barely aware of her reality
She stands right by the centre of the room
Feathers, she's got nice thick feathers she's put on
For she wanted to reach the violent kingdom
Feathers, she's got nice thick feathers she's put on
For she wanted to reach the violent kingdom
Barely aware of their reality
She stands right by the centre of the room
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