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Elliott Smith - A Distorted Reality Is Now A Necessity To Be Elliott Smith - A Distorted Reality Is Now A Necessity To Be |
| I'm floating in a black balloon
OD on Easter afternoon
My mama told me
"Baby, stay clean, there's no in-between"
But all you ladies and you gentlemen
Between's all you've ever seen or been
Fit poorly and arrange the sight
Doll her up in virgin white
You disappoint me
You people raking in on the world
The devil's script sells you
The heart of a blackbird
Shine on me, baby
Because it's raining in my heart
Sun's rising on a choppy glare
Rain dropping acid bought up in the air
A distorted reality's now a necessity to be free
So disappointing
First I put it all down to luck
But God knows why my
Country don't give a fuck
Shine on me, baby
Because it's raining in my heart
Shine on me, baby
Because it's raining in my heart |
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