Lyrics

burn my mona lisa, i would like another chance, to put stars in her eyes, fire pipes in the sky, and brass knuckles on her hands, she can breathe, she can see, when you're not watching, throw away my letters, i would like another shot, to put a shine in your smile, make your nights worthwhile, like i'm with you when i'm not, i disappear and reappear, i'm made of magic, shred your photo albums, they're not gonna save anything, petty moments in a grave, toss your newborn baby, he deserves a better path, than an ambien dream, filled with vicodin dreams, predetermined to relapse, spending weekends in the bath, he can breathe through the cheeks of the tauntaun

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Artist: jeff rosenstock