| You commie-loving, death-counting tally-keeping delinquent
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| I love the way you suck me in. It’s my favorite form of sin
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| And all this nonsense banter it’s like I’m talking to an infant
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| I made the best mistake I could make
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| I’ve thought of worse before but this takes the cake
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| So you’re getting over me by getting under other people?
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| Adding insult to injury: what do they equal?
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| Did you pray to God to fall out of love with me?
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| Cause I do the same but in a different way
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| I ruined every holiday and hated every game you play
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| Your wish came true, now you’re true blue
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| You’re such a debutante, dilettante, miles of skin to flaunt
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| You will get what you want
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| And now you hang out around with the coolest cats I’ve met
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| You sold away what’s left within and left me with the mess that I’ve been in
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| A wishing well, a witch’s spell: oh, the things that you will need
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| If your convoluted delusions of grandeur ever will succeed
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| What’d you do; |
| fall on another accident?
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| I’d rather hang from a fucking ceiling fan
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| I can tell you think you’re happy but the audience is never clapping
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| Years ago, they might’ve loved you. |
| You should have never let them touch you
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| Now they’ve cut you down into a film to snuff you
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| There’s no mask that you can wear if you’ve got no face to wear it on
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| Let’s play bow and arrow with each other using tongues!
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| Release our syllables and calculate who’s won
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| We all dream we’ll have it all one day
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| So count your beauty marks weighed next to your scars
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| No matter the victor, we’re happy every wound is ours |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sesame Street Is No Place for Me, artist - A Lot Like Birds. Album song Conversation Piece, in the genre Пост-хардкор