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First you twist the cherry |
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Then you taste the seed |
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You might be able to cover the spread |
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But you got to use some jam in between |
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Inside the world is a subtle disease |
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Passed around by the air we breathe |
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You could say it was written on the wind |
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But it's not whispering |
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Am I just shooting at mirrors? |
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Trying to teach the cat to kill the bird |
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But I think you'll take me back again |
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At least that's what I heard |
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Another opening day |
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And the chumps wear the crown |
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The closer came out and with just 3 pitches |
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The big man put him down |
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He was the sylph of filth |
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Caliph of the cataract eye |
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Putting the ball where you want it to go |
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Is like catching a beam of light |
