Woodfriend

As a child i had no eyes was not blind Found there is nothing to find Of two minds half the time Some young kid riding over a river: "So much love i could give her If i knew who she was." And it was okay and we were not wasting anyone Every word i say is a bad cliché Hey we were not having any fun Met this girl she said "hey boy you're a death head I bet you'd be alright in bed Still, i'll take sleep instead." Found her frowning feeling under the weather All greased and putting together Some good kind of gun And it was okay and we were not wasting anyone Every word i say is a bad cliché Hey we were not having any fun