Beatle

Let me crawl into your brain.
Let me crawl up in your mind.

May I walk behind your eyes
Where your blood lies cold and white?

May I walk behind your eyes
Where your hair meets fruited earth?

Be now bewitched, bewildered, bothered and wise,
I will be a beatle in your mind.



Credits
Writer(s): Matt Wilson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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