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Bake Me In Clouds

Written by

K'noup

I can see the buildings dancing.
I can hear the screaming trees.
Lady Mary wont you drop by?
I can show you the birds and bees.

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Now wont you bake me in clouds.

I can tell your future.
Bake me in clouds.
Nothing truly matters.
Bake me in clouds.
You can take my picture just bake me in clouds.

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I can smell the bridges burning.
I can hear the English steam.
Lady Mary wont you drop by?
You and your gallant figurines.

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Now wont you bake me in clouds.

I can tell your future.
Bake me in clouds.
Nothing truly matters.
Bake me in clouds.
You can take my picture just bake me in clouds.

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We can have ourselves a gala.
Decorated and pristine.
Baby dances with the owls.
Baby laughing oh so loud without its mouth.
Urine the clear for now.

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