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Oh I miss the kiss of treachery |
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the shameless kiss of vanity |
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the soft, and black, and velvety |
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uptight against side of me |
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and mouth and eyes, and heart of bleed |
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and running thickening streams of greed |
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as bit by bit it starts the need |
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to just let go my party piece |
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oh i miss the kiss of treachery |
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the aching of kiss before i feel |
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the stench of love for younger meat |
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the sound it makes when it cuts in deep |
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the holding of bended knees |
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addiction of duplicities |
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as bit by bit it starts the need |
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to just let go my party piece |
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i never said i would stay to the end |
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so i would leave you with babies |
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and hoping for frequency |
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screaming like this in |
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the hope of sincerity |
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screaming me over and over and over |
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leave you with photographs |
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pictures of trickery |
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stains of carpet |
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and stains on the scenery |
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songs about happiness |
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murmured in dreams |
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when both of us knew |
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how the ending would be |
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so its all come back round |
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to breaking apart again |
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breaking apart again like im |
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made up glass again |
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making it up |
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behind my back again |
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holding my breath |
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for the sleep again |
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holding it up behind |
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my head again |
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cutting in deep |
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to the heart of the bone |
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round and round and round |
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its coming apart again |
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over and over and over |
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now that i know that |
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im breaking into pieces |
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pull out my heart |
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and ill feed it to anyone |
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crying for sympathy |
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crocodiles cry |
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for the love of crowd |
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three cheers from everyone |
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dropping through sky |
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through the glass of the roof |
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through the roof of your mouth |
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the mouth of your eye |
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through the eye of the needle |
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its easier for me |
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to be closer to heaven |
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than ever feel whole again |
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i never said i would stay to the end |
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i knew i would leave you |
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with babies and everything |
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screaming like this |
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in the whole of sincerity |
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screaming me |
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over and over and over |
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i leave you with photographs |
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pictures of trickery |
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stains on the carpet |
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stains on the memory |
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songs about happiness |
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murmured in dreams |
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when both of us knew |
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how the ending always is |
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how the ending always is |