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Let's go for a walk in your garden of Eden |
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You told me about when you were drunk |
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Your fabulous sabotage acting is all that I need to see |
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To know that you're a punk |
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Hazy your days that you cannot remember |
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Behaving in ways that would make you turn green |
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Takes all your time to protect your selective memory |
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So you can choose what you see |
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Oh but everytime you sing, you make me, cry |
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Everytime you sing you make me, cry |
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Fill all the holes with corrosive passivity |
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Wait for a friend and go mental on them |
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Spike up your hair and tattoo all your skin |
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So you not see through anymore. Now you're just like other men |
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I know that I'm giving you shit but I love you |
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As much as I did, when you were fifteen |
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Feel that you'll be stellar vintage material, baby |
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We'll have to wait and see |
