Here Ты 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 Ты like we could play a game
Let’s pretend that we are the same
But Ты will have to look much closer
Than Ты do, closer than Ты do
And I’m far too tired to stay here anymore
And I don’t care what Ты think anyway
‘Cause I think Ты were wrong about me
Yeah what if Ты were, what if Ты 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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