Only Prey!
Theres Nothing left to say
Everytime I am at the bay
Not so far away
Its just a day
Putting me right on the way
Yelling and telling me to play
With distorted clay
Sometimes I feel grey
Becoming my only prey.
Theres Nothing left to say
Everytime I am at the bay
Not so far away
Its just a day
Putting me right on the way
Yelling and telling me to play
With distorted clay
Sometimes I feel grey
Becoming my only prey.
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