Blue sky us holding down
There´s no why
Only the sound of happy TV land
Cue the canned applause
Sidewalk fall through the cracks to China
Never get back
I´m nothing in these blues and laceless Velcro shoes
There used to be a reason why
We wrote the words across the sky
You and I will never die without a fight
My suburban muse
Green grass towering high
This white house, in it we´ll die
A thousand tiny lies take the place of you
I´ve seen it too
In all the things you do
It lives inside of you
A parasite or two
I´m the king of ordinary things
They´re killing me from inside out
I´ll give it away
Between the cars on dusty streets
The cul de sac is where we meet
I crunch the leaves beneath my feet and curse this town
My suburban muse
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