Texty:
Paint By Numbers Seventh Story

I know Days away these ties unwind and break Things won't be like they used to be just let me go Can't find my own way down As this seventh story burns

would you be today if you hadn't've shrunk?' Just another nameless cowboy, a mediocre bumpkin Riding in the sun, skin burnt the color of a pumpkin Reviled by the ladies, ridiculed by

dot com com This is for you Capo And we sing the name of capo confucious as we preach The seven that cannot be divided by any number or any one (Ha ha