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She she she she only ever ver ver ver ver , Walks to to count count her steps, Eighteen teen strides and she stops to abide By the law that she herself has set. That eighteen steps is one complete set, And before the next nine right and nine left. Sh

She may contain the urge to run away But hold her down with soggy clothes and breeze blocks Citrezene your fever’s gripped me again Never kisses all you ever send are fullstops LA LA LA LA do you know where the wild things go They go along to take yo

Shit them all festival, laugh at the beautiful, It's just a nod to the canon. Simple man Stan can't stand up on the beautiful, It's just a nod to the canon. Stickle brick, tickle quick, laugh at the beautiful, It's just a nod to the canon. Hustle ove

If you're willing to wait for the love of your life Please wait by the line And you know dispersive prisms rainbow But my native optimism isn't broken by the light The idea of life without company fell suddenly It crashed through the ceiling on me An

Now dissolve me, two tabs on your tongue, A herd of shepherds to herd the sheep, sleep now my only one. Broken sweethearts who sleep apart Both still pine for the other's side spine, spoon as sleep starts. And pulse to pulse, now shush. She makes the

Something good, oh something good, oh something good, oh something good tonight make me forget about you for now Get high, hit the floor before you go, Matador, estocado, you're my blood sport But something good, oh something good, oh something good,

Aaah I want to share your mouthful I want to do all the things your lungs do so well I'm gonna bed into you like a cat prance into a female Turn you inside out and lick you like a crisp packet Hey! You're the first and last of your kind Hold me like