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[ti:Lysergic Bliss] |
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[ar:Of Montreal] |
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[al:Satanic Panic In The Attic] |
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Wearing an olive drab |
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But feeling somehow inside opalescent |
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Wonder how I'm managing to smile oh |
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When I can't even pay my rent |
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Maybe it's because I've finally found |
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My little tulip my Norge dear |
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Funny how in spite of all my woes |
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Life can appear rosy and clear |
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Rosy and clear |
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And I'm dizzy from her kiss |
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So vertiginous lost in lysergic bliss |
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Because it hurts me so bad |
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Love the way you wear your curly hair |
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Sanguine and spiraling tied in a bun |
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Love the way it falls about your face |
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Mercurially gilded by the sun |
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If we were a pair of jigsaw puzzle pieces |
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We would connect so perfectly |
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Creating a still photo of a scene |
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From the Phantom of Libertay |
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Of Libertay |
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And I'm dizzy from her kiss |
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So vertiginous lost in lysergic bliss |
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Okay children remember your |
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Breathing One two three four |
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Balala balala balala |
