Aren't We Just Terrified?
Don't let it fool you
Don't let it fool you...down
Down's sitting round, folds in the gown
Wings wouldn't help you
Wings wouldn't help you...down
Down fills the ground, gravity's proud
You barely are blinking
Wagging your face around
When'd this just become a mortal home?
Won't let you talk me
Won't let you talk me down
Will pull it taut, nothing let out
PUSS
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