in the corner there was an old broom
whose bristles were bein sucked up by the vacuum
you'll be sent into tonight's storm
please don't cry cause you cannot fight
there's no time for these things
cause god says i don't care for these things
origami tea leaves in a little old box
from a gray haired lady who's probably dead now
you'll be used till you're gone and forgotten
you cannot help this your end is eminent
there's no time for these things
cause god says i don't care for these things
there's no time for these things
cause god says i don't care for these things
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