My Gun

I sleep in a computer screen
It's somewhat smudged, not so clean
My gun shoots laser beams
From my bed the computer screen

It's so wet, it's so not fair
I'm living underwater
We often wonder who cares
That it's so wet under here

We play my broken tambourine
It's safe but it isn't that clean
We often wonder what it means
Playing a broken tambourine



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