Open Head

Ceremony

I used to know this kid
Always sitting on the side
Nobody spoke with him,
They thought him rather odd
He had reptile skin
He lived a weird life
He smoked his cigarettes
He lived in paperbacks

When he was alone
He found things were the same
Only happier than
A man of open head

Open my head
Open head.

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