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If I'm the shell and hey it's easter crack me open and watch my yolk. splutter out into your arms or at least it would if you had your arms open. |
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For now I'll watch my yellow pity spill out onto the spare room floor. |
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And place my ass in the centre of this cup |
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I'll watch you aim --- shoot |
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Street lamps have heated my stomach up |
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Way too much and the night air has |
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Inflated my head way above anything else... ... |
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Before, is that what they said, is that what they all think or, is that what they all know? |
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Of course, full of gas so i can fly away. |
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Translucent agendas and late night hotels |
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Bedroom floors oh bedroom floors |
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Toilet bowls my second home. |
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The Sun is only talking to me |
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When my mouth is dry and tied shut |
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Wrap me up in telephone wires |
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Disconnect my hormones |
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I'll "BRB" |
