Lletres: Smog. Sewn To The Sky. Fruite Bats.

A symphony of fruite bats
Wrapping on my window pane
I ask them so gently
To go away
Please go away
A symphony of fruite bats
Wrapping on my window pane
You know your
What you're doing to the eye
Do you have a purpose?
Tapping on my window pane
A symphony of fruite bats
Go away
Please go away