| There is yet another one
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| That follows me
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| Wherever I go
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| And supports me
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| All this tooth is warmth-like
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| This tooth is warmth-like
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| This tooth is warmth-like
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| And these teeth are a ladder up to his mouth
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| All these teeth are a ladder that I walk
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| That you can walk too if you want
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| If you want up to the mouth
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| The mouth’s cradle
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| Up to the mouth’s cradle
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| He always has a hope for me
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| Always sees me when nothing else
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| And everyone have left
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| That ghost is brighter than anyone
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| And fulfills me with hope
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| Those beams assure me
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| And you can use these teeth as a ladder
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| Up to the mouth’s cradle, the mouth’s cradle
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| And you can follow these notes I’m singing
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| Up to the mouth’s cradle, the mouth’s cradle
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| The simplicity of the ghost-like beast
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| The purity of what it wants and where it goes
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| Always love, always loves you, always loves you
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| Infrared love
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| And you can use those teeth as a ladder
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| Up to the mouth’s cradle, the mouth’s cradle
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| And you can use those teeth, oh, follow my voice
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| Tooth by tooth
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| Up to the mouth’s cradle, the mouth’s cradle
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| I need a shelter to build an altar away
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| From all Osamas and Bushes
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| I need a shelter to build an altar away
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| From all Osamas and Bushes |