the end

The edge of earth
So sweet and brown
My London Bridge
Keeps falling down, down, down, down
Ill plant a seed inside their brain
Cant help what happens
When it rains
The edge of earths
Where Ill be found
And when I swallow down
The pills
Ill float upon the greenest hill-side, side, side
If god is real where is she found
Inside my heart I hear him loud
You should assume
Ive done my best
Now put my bod to rest
Now put my bod to rest
Put my bod to rest
Put my bod to rest