Skarecows awaken to this poem of a thousand dreams,
Wishing for a new life to live,
stuck on a tick thier whole life,
empending doom,
raining, crying,dead,
they feel pain for you,
You give them no gratitude,
your efection lost in mystical glazes of clear paint.
Wishing for a new life to live,
stuck on a tick thier whole life,
empending doom,
raining, crying,dead,
they feel pain for you,
You give them no gratitude,
your efection lost in mystical glazes of clear paint.
