Download/Stream The Grass Begins To Eat Itself: 'Wisdom Teeth' available now - Lyrics My woman strolls the lawn in her silk kimono. She reads the poems of dead men then takes my photo. Kill me quick while happiness is honey-thick. I am heathen, head of Janus, salty lick. (Don’t keep my ego topped up like a glass of full-fat milk.) Be mine, be yours. Forget it, blue-eyed baby. (yeah/yeah/yeah/yeah/yeah) Be mine, be yours. Don’t sweat
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