White apple tree

Rakehead

White apple tree
I've fallen out, fallen out of place
The engine's on, but no one's home
In the corner, of the Earth I wait
The leaves are gone, to the moon they've raised

I'm a rakehead

I've fallen out, fallen out of place
The engine's on, but no one's home
In the corner, of your mind wait
The placebo, has never changed

I'm a rakehead

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