| The water’s crystalline
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| So I propose a motion that we shed our fabric skin
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| Dive in and see what’s underneath
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| In solidarity
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| You unveil a hieroglyph on your shoulder
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| Said «the stick and poke was free»
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| I am always loneliest when I’m I’m alone with you
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| If you’re being honest then I can be honest too
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| Sun kissed summer sheen
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| Smell tangerines when collar bones are beckoning discreetly
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| Catastrophe is coming
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| You said you’re suffering
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| Splashing in cold vanity, if empathy is clarity
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| At best you’re murky
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| I am always loneliest when I’m I’m alone with you
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| If you’re being honest then I can be honest too
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| You know I never knew much
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| Went looking for some demons
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| That you’ve been wrestling deeply, said «I've been declining steeply
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| Into lust and loathing»
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| Bored your friends to bits
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| Talking about the weeping and the constant lack of sleeping
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| Wolves wear you for clothing
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| I am always loneliest when I’m I’m alone with you
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| If you’re being honest then I can be honest too
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| You know I never knew much about your kind of love
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| I never really gave a fuck without fucking it up
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| And I can see that you’re hiding again from yourself
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| Catastrophe is coming |