Mad Pilot

Babes In Toyland

You are the one that feels like no one“s home
to be left alone is the narrow from my bone
you were the one

Feels like a motherfucker when the curly black
hair on my sweather spells S.A.M. was here last winter

Serves me warm russian tea
carves our love carves our love into a tree

mad pilot fly into the mire
mad angels fly
you are my sky


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