时间：1998-02-20
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When you were young，You were the king of carrot flowers
And how you build a tower tumbling through the trees
In holy rattlesnake that fell all around your feet
And your mom will stick a fork right into daddy's shoulder
And that would throw the garbage all across the floor
And we would lay and learn what each other's bodies were for
And this is the room one afternoon,I knew i could love you
And from above you how i sank into you soul
Into that secret place where no one dares to go
And your mom will drink until she was no longer speaking
And dad would dream of all the different ways to die
Each one a little more than we could dare to try
