The Party Of Helicopters – Seven Separate Kids, Seven Separate Fires lyrics

I'm told to behave
I wasn't good not always
I try to be safe
I wet the bed tonight
I wet the bed tonight
this kid had a fiddle
he said keep it keep it
you're not getting away
I like the way you steal them
stolen after they tried to beat him
funny how we
ahhhhhhhhhhhh.

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