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[ti:] |
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[ar:] |
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[al:] |
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He tries to embrace her |
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she wants him to race her |
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he needs a laser |
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to get it through her skull |
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means and lies and hatreds |
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tears that fall in sequence |
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cold caress |
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imprints |
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conversation growing dull |
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Says he's a poet |
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lousy protozoan |
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and he kisses ass for free |
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I took a vow of silence |
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when he tries to talk to me |
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I just turn on the TV |
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He tries to impress her, mentally undress her |
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it takes more to possess her |
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but in his pocket lies a hole |
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he's got a thousand talents |
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charisma by the bagful |
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aristocratic parents |
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a rebel with a heart of gold |
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Says he's a poet |
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this time he's gonna blow it |
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'cause he's dancing with his ego |
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I took a vow of silence |
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when he reads his work to me |
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I swallow words like a |
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placebo |
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He's strutting with your flesh mechanic |
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gets him in a panic |
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he's wasting time |
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'cause everybody is a star |
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in his eyes |
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Careful not to give your favours |
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to your lonesome fucked-up neighbours |
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I had one who sent me her heart |
| [02:52.61] |
in a Tupperware container |
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all the movies in my head |
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they flicker with my bleeding heart |
| [02:59.17] |
a careless slipping of the tongue |
| [03:01.60] |
on just another private part |
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Blatant search for |
| [03:06.81] |
stoned affection |
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fights the rust that |
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breeds infection |
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meet me at the |
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intersection |
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don't forget your |
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fuel injection |
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He's strutting with your flesh mechanic |
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gets him in a panic |
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he's wasting time |
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'cause everybody is a star |
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in his eye |
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You think this love is bona fide |
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you're being taken for a ride |
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wrap your lip around your head |
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and slowly blow yourself away |
