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Sun cracks through black cotton
Like knuckles through finger skin
Hairs in ears, hairs in noses
Everywhere it grows is
Like mold on bread
And I think I'm toast
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Sun cracks through black cotton
Like knuckles through finger skin
Hairs in ears, hairs in noses
Everywhere it grows is
Like mold on bread
And I think I'm toast