I have some friends, all dressed in black, their eyes can never see
they seem to think they give a fuck, they hate and disagree
I have some friends, all dressed in rimes, afraid to touch the world
they sing for everything that shines, they haven't made up their minds
some of them afraid to sleep, keep boring all the life away
they always frown and shake their teeth cause smile's what urges god to stay
I want to feed them cake
always filled expired alibis, I want to feed them cake
always burnt in phoney fires, I want to feed them cake
always wearing a smiling mask, I want to feed them cake
always frightened in the dusk, I want to feed them cake
Nalyssa Green
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