Flora Cash You're Somebody Else | | "What are we? Cut mirror up, bad it flipped. We were with God and girl hung me deep. I have her verdict, By heaven: You've taken on a fight, more or less you pile of shit, morgue couldn't stand to even look. Heart goes to beating. Now you look like yourself but you're somebody else only it ain't on the surface. " | | "Need but you were gone. Couldn't believe I should of known. Pitch black, sat alone. I finally took...a bath- whatever I had, beating heart that I have every bit of, we are a part of pure love." |