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At the water's edge. That's where I make my bed. No t.v. radiation to ifll up my head. My eyes are blue like you. Our babies will be born blue. I wait all day. It's torture. He's got something to say. That's for sure. He looks alright outside but he feels so bad inside. He looks so good on the outside but he feels so bad inside. At the water's edge. That's where I lay my head. With rocks in your pockets you float on your back. You're drowning in your bed. I watch the birds and bunnies. You look so small and lonely. I live on sugar and honey. This is the sound of no money. He looks alright outside but he feels so bad inside. He looks so good on the outside but he feels so bad inside. Daniel. From Letras Mania