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Cut the bonds with the moon |
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And let the dogs gather |
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Burn the gauze in the spoon |
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And suck the poison up |
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And bleed |
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Shut the door to the moon |
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And let the birds gather |
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Play no more with the fool |
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And let the souls wander |
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And bleed |
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From the soul |
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A slow hurt.. and it breaks us.. |
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And so down, |
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Down, down and so plain |
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So down |
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When you play some more it seems so |
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And my friends are past this game |
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Of breakdowns |
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And our friends that are lost at sea.. |
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Throw down |
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And I'll break the wasted space |
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Slow down, slow down, |
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If you don't slow down, slow down |
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If you don't slow down, slow.. |
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Cut the bonds with the moon |
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And watch the dogs gather |
