Sparklehorse - Cruel Sun

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Its crawling
Still all in Befallen
Cruel sun
In summer
Oh slumber
My number
Is up Theres peaches
In reaches
With leeches
At heart
Im thinkin
And blinkin
Its stingin
Mine eyes
Abhorring
Hes gorging
Still boring
On me Its lighter
Its brighter
No fighter
Is i Its dried up And tied up And fried up Mine eyes
Its crawling
Still all in Befallen
Cruel sun