I'm starting to crave a kalashnikov

I'm spending my pennies at your thoughts
I'm hearing them all
Through windows and walls

They're pulling the feathers under my wings
They're feeding my anti-anxiety pills
They're making me ill
All of the pills
Are making me ill
Twist me like your smile

So I can hide in here
Safe for a while
And oh, what can you say

The colour photographs are fading away
Oh, what can you do
They've got the lenses on

And staring through you

Lyrics submitted by Psychedeliasmith

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