Pink Sheets Songtext

P.S. Eliot

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Pink Sheets Songtext
defence against discourse
against sticks and stones
cosmic disdain blaring in my headphones
drafting ultimatums
straining sanity
wringing out blood from ventral cavities

we live on pink sheets
you make me creep
i don't let you sleep
rose quartz, star charts
we heal our broken hearts
with warped reality
and practical psychology

i've got a feeling it's dead at the scene
and when it's not breathing it seems so serene
all that remains, iconic photographs
my vagrant thoughts and the sun through stained glass

we live on pink sheets
you make me creep
i don't let you sleep
rose quartz, star charts
we heal our broken hearts
with warped reality
and practical psychology

we live on pink sheets
you make me creep
i don't let you sleep
you momentarily
made it unclear to see
that i live on pink sheets
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