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Spiralling birds on matricide |
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Snarling black cat with her claws in tact |
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Ingrown imperative |
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We have no compass 'cept the lunacy of a 'gone wrong' |
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And we are gone, we are 'let go' |
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Salto angel falls |
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We are gone, we are 'let go' |
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Salto angel falls |
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Down |
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(I caught a star in a solar eclipse |
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And you were watching) |
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A jagged edge is sliced off of me |
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I play too hard in penetrative sex |
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I post it all to you |
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I want none of it without you |
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And we are gone, we are 'let go' |
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Salto angel falls |
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We are gone, we are 'let go' |
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Salto angel falls |
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Falls down |
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Falls down |
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Falls down |
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(The solar eclipse of his eyes) |
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There's no meat around these bones |
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It was born for your signature |
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Now it wanders wasted behind a starved desert horse |
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With my entrails tied around my wrists |
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And we are gone, we are 'let go' |
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Salto angel falls |
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We are gone, we are 'let go' |
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Salto angel falls |
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Falls down |
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Falls down |
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Falls down |
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(Maybe you're going to see me round the curvature of the earth) |
