Look into my heart and what do you see?
floating down unconcerned dreams
the haters caught me / those gaudy
Whiteskins taking us for targets
we nailed them to colored stakes.
and i carried nothing for my crew.
No Flemish wheat or English cottons.
You gave the forger and gave it in
God’s Name — oh, no, so, yeah,
you got the spirit of personality!
Where you from?
They think you put a spell upon me
and my mind’s gone.
OH baby – it’s a beautiful day.
Again. This thing, like a, yeah,
Spirit of Personality.
:: 11.08.2022 ::