Burn me all out I’m not feeling well Like a dog down dead on his way to hell Let’s float away make them live us be Why don’t we let them see the things how they are and thing how should they be? Re-head me tender and let me do the same to you You spread your wings when you want to fly But they’re too short so you fall and day Make her happy and dive deep down the wall
Who cares for Dorothy nobody’s alone as she is Nobody sees her on her knees Dorothy is …
Gun in your hand makes you feel so good Shiny bullet in your head sliding fast and smooth Let’s die away spinal spinning round’n’round I’m hanging upside down Pick your head underground it makes you feel so fine
Dorothy is dead
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