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Letra de Junkyard

You, me, and all the kings and queens Buried in the junkyard And every time the herald Cherub sings We rattle with the car partsI was born to lie here patiently Be dragged on by the black star And you were told to glow majestically And love until your hands bleedYou stole your mother's whitest gown Swallowed like a sunbeam And I stole your father's crusted crown It shook us like a bad dreamThey were born to lie here patiently Waiting for the big swing And you were more than dressing for a feast Eat until your teeth bleedOh my royalty my hand goes out to you You look painfully trueBut I saw you cry Like you used to laugh When you looked around Were you looking backAt a lonely love As to sprouting beans No one's quite as bloom As they'd like to beI would love to stay But my work is through I'm the truest song That was never true