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Women have their vixen smiles, and men will use their roguish wiles
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(and so he kissed the pretty girl with the broken lipstick smile;
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The crucifixion was imposed on me before your hand could turn the knob,
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you kissed me in the nighttime when my bones were dry as dust
and you kissed me on the skyline when my lips were dry as rust
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My bones are old,
brittle
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It’s been four weeks and I can still feel the pain
‘Cause I just keep coming back
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So it’s been weeks and I still feel the pain
‘Cause I just keep slipping back
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a funeral pire was set for me,
amidst the dark and briny sea
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so they say that in the summer when the wind runs through the trees,
that the lightning bugs are waiting for the bullfrogs in the reeves,
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she spread her legs and speard her love,
(i fit it once, forgot the glove)
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We're just listening to the shatter
of a thousand lonely hearts,
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she was dressed in black / when they finally took her pulse / and she was bleeding out this sorrow / from the blank spots in her pores.. /
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You're a thinker, / you're a fucker, / and I'm a dreamer on the rebound / got a wish inside my pocket / but I can't remember / if I drowned
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A little star fell in my pocket... / ...I felt it as it cried... / ...I guess it couldn't breathe in there... / ...(But I never knew stars died)... /
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Dollsitsonshelf / & trails broken glass / & a jaw & a head & a heart / she's been talking alot with the / books and the walls, / ( But no l
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So last time I looked / / (under the rocks, where the red ferns Used to / w / o / r /
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He, on the street corner, engorged on traffic
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Okay, here's the fresh one love.
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So I finally ended the masquerade and I swept my broken heart out,
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You played in the fields where they buried dead men's bones
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You're a citrus flavored dream =exotic beauty=
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There's a rainbow in the (*toilet*)bowl
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So the condum was glow (In the darkkkk)
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Just once, I wish that I could be the source of someone else's
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You are a spectacled beast, (Though you deny it.)
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And tonight I imagine your flesh
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I'm lies and lace and you were never good enough
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The taste of nicotine is in my lungs
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So you trace me out like a paper doll, (Except you leave me naked)
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And so I crawl along Diseased surfaces,
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Sometimes I wish the sky would fall, So I could hold stars in my hands,
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"I could never believe that,"
I told her
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