I was ramona a stone
I started with no enemies of my own
I was an artist
In the tunnel
But i remarring a midilife crisis
And i've been dreaming of sleep
And ape men with metal parts
I've spat upon deeply felt age
I've put my heart's in
And i paint the pretty colours enghlish
We'll creep together you and i
For i know who this warfriend is like
