My friend Blue he runs the show with hot pink purple china glow His family trees are molded no longer grows in summer He holds it closer lets it go Picks a fruit but keeps it whole Can't keep the submarine Can't keep the light from fading
Grab the hate and drown it out Grab the beat and drum it out
Ain't the same for you and me Cartoons like reality Dogs and cats and children The deepest wound is hidden Ain't the same for you and me Comatose commodity The superheroes dyin' All the children cryin'
Sell more records if I'm dead Purple flowers once again Hope it's sooner hope it's near corporate records' fiscal year
Have a listen lend an ear Here's a song now if you care We can all just hum along Words don't matter anymore Grab the hate and drown it out Grab the beat and drum it out
Flyin' high across the plain Purple flowers ease the pain Ain't the songs you're missin'
Stitch the womb and wet the bed With a whisper I'll be dead Don't let the living die yet Grab the hate and drown it out Grab the beat and drum it out
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