Paroles de Baby Grace (A Horrid Cassette)

Test, testing, testing This, hmm, Grace is my name and, and I was, hm It was that phot, a fading photograph of A patch, a patchwork quilt And they've put me on these Ramona put me on these interest drugs So I'm thinking very, too, bit too fast like a brain hatch And, ah, they won't let me see anybody If I want to sometimes and I ask I can still hear some pop, popular musics and aftershocks I've been watching a television of, um, in the homelands That's the new homelands and, um, and that's all I can remember And now they just want me to be quiet And I think something is going to be horrid