Boo! Morning, grey. Sober up today (hey)
Feel this pouring rain, it's the deepest sea on Earth
Hear this crying wind, it's the saddest song I've heard
-wings are growing on her
Oh, Fidel, I know. Princess has gone with the flow
Oh, Fidel, I know. Angels, they form into snow
Cool everything and you'll hear her sing
Here we live to see all love's oddities
You pray for foreign gods to bring your love to you
-hear him bouncing the doors
Oh, Fidel, I know. Princess has gone with the flow
Oh, Fidel, I know. Angels, they form into snow
Oh, Fidel, I know. Princess has gone with the flow
Oh, Fidel, I know. Angels, they form into snow
Princess, my angel, my everything, my honey pie, oh why?
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