| Have you seen them?
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| The words cut open
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| Your poor intestines
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| Can’t deny
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| Inky periods drip from your mailbox
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| Blood flies dip and glide reach down inside
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| (Insi-i-ide, insi-i-de)
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| There’s something living in these lies
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| And when your newest kisser was peakin'
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| You dress yourself out tonight
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| Getting tangled up in arms and legs
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| It’s comfortable
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| Someone grabs ahold of you go «Ooo-oo-oooh!»
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| Should you go ho-o-ome?
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| There’s something starting don’t know why
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| In a house so cozy
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| Few words are spoken
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| Let’s take our shoes off
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| And unwind
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| And there’s minuets off in the background drownin' out
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| Eyes off ears off test the kiss goodnight. |
| goodni-i-ight
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| Don’t keep my loving on my mind
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| 'Cause it’s messy yes this mess is mine
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| Well mine is mess yours is maybe nine
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| Look we have similar stitches
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| Look we have similar frowns
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| Do the eldery couples still
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| Kiss and hug and grab their big wrinkly skin so tough wrinkly
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| wrink-wrink-wrinkly rough?
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| Did you see the words you wrote?
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| Give me rabies, bring your babies in the hospital
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| Violent ends with friends that go
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| Kissed a few with sticky shoes, our cartoon show is broke
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| Did you see the words you wrote?
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| Give me rabies, bring your babies in the hospital.
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| Violent ends with friends that go
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| Kissed a few with sticky shoes our cartoon show is broke. |