Poor Bailey
Poor Bailey - Pyrite and Gold lyrics
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Drusilla was pregnant with some dead dude's kid And the whole town was swept away in one last fatal flood A body of water, a river of blood Meaningful enough, I'm heading for home Meaningful enough, like pyrite and gold Are you living the dream, or are you sleeping it? Blew threw the roof, fell through the floor Actions speak louder but words say more When you're fast asleep in a slow dream Trust in camo for all occasions Where the attics, living basements, Something wonders down the hall, oh S'all I really needed May we all rise to fall