well, my feet have fallen off my ankles
now i hear them walking down the stairs
and my hands they have decided
to leave my arms behind and get some air
as i come to pieces i can see its not an easy way to go
it's strange suspension or a quiet apprehension i dont know
mainly i just miss my fingers
i dont mind not having toes
hope my hands are having happy
bet my feet have found a nose
already found a new nose
I'll just lay here waiting on my limbs
as they do all kinds of random things
while they are without their body
having some adventures in the house
mainly i just want my hands and feet badck on my body dontcha know?
frankly i'm quite wild about them never wanna live without them, no.
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