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Cap off kneeling at the back of the church, |
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Feeling water on your brow, if it's healing it hurts |
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At first a sharpish pain that returns as a thought |
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That the needle in your skin will bring you closer to God |
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And I watch as your head turns full circle |
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Our hope was with a coffee and a medical text |
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It's too easy knowin' nothing blowing off the rest |
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And the riddles in the pages leave at too much to guess |
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And the worry cracks a fracture from your hip to your chest |
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As I watch as your head turns full circle |
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We got lost in the travels in the spiritual book |
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Missed the beaches from Nirvana and the way that they look |
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And the crooks they're on the island they're killin' to keep runnin' |
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They're running severance on the plastic and it seems to be working |
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Is that the best that I can do? |
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As I watch as your head turns full circle |
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You appear even tempered though your looks will deceive |
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And the sparks are always flying cause you drink for relief |
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With the heart of a child and the wit of a fool |
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It's a wonder why I don't try to build a wall around you |
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When I watch as your head turns full circle |
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And I watch as your head turns full circle |
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Yeah I watch as your head turns full circle |
