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It comes out of my mouth |
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It creeps into the conversation |
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And like a moth out the window |
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We don't pay it much attention |
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It lays eggs under the surface |
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In the back of your mind |
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In the beginning nothing changes |
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But when the eggs hatch in your head, you go blind |
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A hundred hungry spiders |
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Weaves their treads around your brain |
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At first you cry when you feel them eating your nerves |
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But then the web absorbs the pain |
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I see your lips move to pronounce my name |
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But I'm not fooled by the spell |
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I know that no butter runs and no heartbeats |
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I know you're walking but your body is just a shell |
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Dirty nails, dirty knives |
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Poisonous politics and |
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Evil eyes, evil eyes, |
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Run like a virus through the |
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Sewer pipes, sewer pipes |
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A slip of tongue became a |
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Landslide, landslide, |
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Big mouths, open wide |
