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On the seventh day I woke up on the bridge,
The sky was golden brown and inside out,
I watched the paramedics take you away,
Your heart was stolen - never to be found.
My father said the moon was to blame,
My mother said she knew it was done,
My sister stitched her fingers to her eyes,
My sister lurched and skewed and spoke in tongues.
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Oh, and so the ocean weeps
Until you fall asleep
And how I miss it
If I'm not around to see,
Nothing can bother me
Throw my body down the sink
Throw my body down the sink
And I won't miss this
If I'm not around to see,
Nothing can bother me
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Porn before prom
03:08
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There is no life, there is no sound,
No light or torch we couldn't live without.
The sea chants merry little things.
Lock all your doors, conceal your kids.
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Restart
03:11
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Listen to your heart
Listen to your heart
Voices calling out for you, a body floats across the room
Sister, hang your coat tonight
Must we all restart?
Must we all restart?
Too late for my sympathy, desperate for your empathy
Sunday's gone and Monday starts
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Not to speak a word
02:53
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I told you
I told you
Not to speak a word
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Pete the piano
01:25
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I could not hear a word they said over
The continued domestication of
Shit to shit of shit to shit.
The boys are horny, they're crawling through the walls, yes sir.
If I should spin this, where would I go?
A pattern that leads forever towards the
Shit to shit of shit to shit.
You motherfuckers - you're fucking fucking fucking the goat.
(no no no no no no no no)
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Sweet and sour candy
Your sweat - it tastes like brandy
Your breath - it smells like fanny
Your legs are oh so hairy
Pretty little lady
Just asking for some babies
Oh girl, you make me crazy
I'd like to lick your labia
I told you once and I told you twice
I might've even told you thrice:
"You change the bed sheets and the prince becomes the apple of the
gravel sitting deep inside my murky, red-hot labia."
I am cutting the red wire
I am unleashing the bomb
Ohhhhhh
Ahhhhhh
Wahhhhh
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Scared little boy
01:27
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I'm just a scared little boy
Yeah, I don't know left from right
Take me home, I'll show you my bottle-cap collection
I'm just a scared little boy
I saw Samantha
Woah, she looks good since she got liposuction
I'm just a scared little boy
It's silky smooth and leaves stains across my carpeted floor
I'm just a scared little boy
I like to keep it light
Cruising on my tricycle
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9. |
Seething
01:59
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I feel alright
I feel alright
I thought I'd feel much stronger
I wish it'd last much longer
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I watch from beyond the gates
Gates leading to all the beautiful things of the past.
Time well spent,
I wish I weren't so foolish.
Soon this will all fade,
Fade - and all I'll have is one...
One desperate, folding reason to leave it all undone.
I often dream in dark green.
Bleeding out onto the TV set.
See a ghost walk by your door,
answer to no one.
I often wonder how all those people ended up since then...
Do they ever wonder the same thing?
Or is that all?
And all i'll ever be.
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