| Bite chunks out of me
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| You're a shark and I'm swimming
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| My heart still thumps as I bleed
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| And all your friends come sniffing
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| Triangles are my favorite shape
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| Three points where two lines meet
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| Toe to toe, back to back, let's go, my love it's very late
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| 'Til morning comes, let's tessellate
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| Go alone my flower
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| And keep my whole lovely you
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| Wild green stones alone my lover
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| And give up on my heart
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| Three guns and one goes off
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| One's empty, one's not quick enough
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| One burn, one red, one grin
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| Search the graves while the camera spins
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| Chunks of you will sink down to seals
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| Blubber rich in mourning, they'll nosh you up
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| Yes, they'll nosh the love away but it's fair to say
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| You will still haunt me
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| Triangles are my favorite shape
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| Three points where two lines meet
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| Toe to toe, back to back, let's go my love it's very late
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| 'Til morning comes, let's tessellate |