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Flower girls play lover, grave games in the courtyard |
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I heard her screaming like a radio (verse x2) |
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Mary-Lou left marks on you, she just screams at the walls |
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The kite string pops, |
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I'm swallowed whole by the sky |
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We smoke the bones of baby dolls |
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Techno-liquid screaming meat, heaven's cold beneath my feet |
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Cyber love the anti-man we make love because we can |
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Virgins play where the bayou's blue, barefoot eatin' mushroom stew |
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Work for pay and pay for freedom, **** 'em all, we don't need 'em |
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We smoke the bones of baby dolls |
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Everything's gone dry |
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Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement (verse x4) |
