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out on the hillside, you are goldie locks |
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begging for a bear bite, begging for the full moon |
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how did you get inside? did you read my mind? |
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i've fallen since seven, i've been falling forever |
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no it didnt take much |
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to let you down |
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just one touch |
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you were down and out |
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and no it didnt take much |
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turn you inside out |
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start a flood with your blood |
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and watch you drown |
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oh no what have i done? |
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you took that clothes line wrapped around my neck |
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the smell of spring time, you hung me out to dry |
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we are martyrs, vacant, break dancers on spaceships |
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we lay in coffee cans, a green complexion |
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i gave up all my strength just to beg for your attention OH GOD |
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it didnt take much to let us down |
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just one touch pushed us underground |
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no it didnt take much |
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turn me inside out |
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start a flood with my mouth |
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but i could never say enough |
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oh no, what have i done? |
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i wanted to paint a rainbow |
