Here te sit in your high-backed chair
Wonder how the view is from there
I wouldn’t know ’cause I like to sit
Upon the floor, yeah upon the floor
If te like we could play a game
Let’s pretend that we are the same
But te will have to look much closer
Than te do, closer than te do
And I’m far too tired to stay here anymore
And I don’t care what te think anyway
‘Cause I think te were wrong about me
Yeah what if te were, what if te were
And what if I’m a snowstorm burning
What if I’m a world unturning
What if I’m an ocean, far too shallow, much too deep
What if I’m the kindest demon...
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