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Tied to an anchor, caught in the light. |
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Make your demands. |
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Now tell me this won't be right come tomorrow. |
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And in the distance I see all the stars collide. |
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I'll pray the weeds succumb to me |
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With hope I'll lie to surprise what is hollow. |
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Above your treeline a cloud may arise and swallow your soul. |
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Swallow his seed, I know you want to sing me to sleep. |
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Now come on, lovely, this can't go on anymore. |
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Swallow his seed, I know you want to sing me to sleep. |
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Now come on, lovely, this can't go on anymore. |
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A necklace cut of stone, |
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Carving spells "alone." |
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Still sick, sick to my stomach. |
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If only you were listening. |
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Baby, tell me something... |
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That's not it. |
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If only you were listening. |
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Baby, tell me something... |
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That's not it. |
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Swallow his seed, I know you want to sing me to sleep. |
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Now come on, lovely, this can't go on anymore. |
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Swallow his seed, I know you want to sing me to sleep. |
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Now come on, lovely, this can't go on anymore. |
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She falls asleep on the floor. (Lie with me.) |
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Conviction will swallow the whore. (God save me.) |
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I hoped you would see |
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Lack there of generosity. |
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Swallow his seed, I know you want to sing me to sleep. |
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Now come on, lovely, this can't go on anymore. |
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Swallow his seed, I know you want to sing me to sleep. |
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Now come on, lovely, this can't go on anymore. |
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Swallow his seed, I know you want to sing me to sleep. |
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Now come on, lovely, this can't go on anymore. |
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Swallow his seed, I know you want to sing me to sleep. |
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Now come on, lovely, this can't go on anymore. |
