shut up, voula - taneytown, md

I'm made of cardboard walls and a tinfoil roof
I scrape the spackling, mix the paint with glue
I'd do anything to fix myself up for you
And when we drive by the church you stopped in
To throw up in after working the farm in
Taneytown, Maryland
I saw the crow on the powerline
I called my name and it looked back twice
Nothing makes my heart beat faster
Than when you see me in disaster
I'm all alone in my crackling plaster
When I was younger, I could see myself
I wander there, take a look at the shelf
I don't see me there, I'm nowhere at all
At all

Written by:
Stavroula Papakonstantinou

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