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The past is a grotesque animal |
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And in its eyes you see |
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How completely wrong you can be |
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How completely wrong you can be |
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The sun is out, it melts the snow that fell yesterday |
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Makes you wonder why it bothered |
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I fell in love with the first cute girl that I met |
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Who could appreciate George Bataille |
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Standing at a Swedish festival |
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Discussing, 'Story of the Eye' |
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Discussing, 'Story of the Eye' |
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It's so embarrassing to need someone like I do you |
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How can I explain I need you here and not here too |
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How can I explain I need you here and not here too |
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I'm flunking out, I'm flunking out |
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I'm gone, I'm just gone |
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But at least I author my own disaster |
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At least I author my own disaster |
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Performance breakdown and I don't want to hear it |
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I'm just not available |
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Things could be different but they're not |
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Things could be different but they're not |
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The mousy girl screams, 'Violence, violence' |
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The mousy girl screams, 'Violence, violence' |
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She gets hysterical 'cause they're both so mean |
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And it's my favorite scene |
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But the cruelty's so predictable |
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Makes you sad on the stage |
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Though our love project has so much potential |
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But it's like we weren't made for this world |
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Though I wouldn't really want to meet someone who was |
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Do I have to scream in your face? |
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I've been dodging lamps and vegetables |
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Throw it all in my face, I don't care |
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Let's just have some fun, let's tear this shit apart |
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Let's tear the fucking house apart |
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Let's tear our fucking bodies apart |
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Let's just have some fun |
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Somehow you've red-rovered the gestapo circling my heart |
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And nothing can defeat you, no death, no ugly world |
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You've lived so brightly, you've altered everything |
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I find myself searching for old selves |
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While speeding forward through the plate glass of maturing cells |
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I've played the unraveler, the parhelion |
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But even Apocalypse is fleeting, there's no death, no ugly world |
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Sometimes I wonder if you're mythologizing me like I do you |
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Mythologizing me like I do you |
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We want our film to be beautiful, not realistic |
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Perceive me in the radiance of terror dreams |
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You can betray me, you can |
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You can betray me |
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Teach me something wonderful |
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Crown my head, crowd my head with your lilting effects |
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Project your fears on to me, I need to view them |
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See there's nothing to them |
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I promise you there's nothing to them |
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I'm so touched by your goodness |
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You make me feel so criminal |
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How do you keep it together? |
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I'm all, all unraveled |
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But you know, no matter where we are |
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We're always touching by underground wires |
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I've explored you with the detachment of an analyst |
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But most nights we've raided the same kingdoms |
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And none of our secrets are physical |
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None of our secrets are physical |
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None of our secrets are physical now |
