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[ti:Lips And Limbs] |
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[ar:Waxahatchee] |
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[al:Cerulean Salt] |
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Could you be extraordinary |
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Stems and seeds bucket seats |
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This house is full of slurred speech |
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You're tormented I watch you bleed |
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And with this drink I'll take you back home |
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We are shimmering bright |
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Stagger through uncharted parks |
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The stars could be tawdry streetlights |
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And we don't have too much to say |
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I can't feel a thing |
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Is this just a wrinkle |
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On a page that ends dismally |
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I choose a path and run so fast |
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You are bored of following me |
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And with this drink I'll swallow the intangible |
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I can't illustrate |
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Control my limbs and lips |
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Cause you're too crowded to commiserate |
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And we're mechanical in your double bed |
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Remorse hung overhead to approach me |
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Could you be extraordinary |
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We're alone in this gaudy mess |
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In the house of slurred speech |
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Sharing gravity to suppress |
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And in your ear I will whisper weakly |
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Things that I do not mean |
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You are deaf and dumb and I am numb |
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And we're illuminating |
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I never had too much to say |
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I can't feel a thing |