| So tell me about your mom
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| And how she cuts her hair
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| Does she like it short
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| Does she grow it out
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| Like seaweed
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| Because you are not awake
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| You are not awake
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| You’re still asleep with the seaweed kelp
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| So tell me about your dad
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| And how he gets you high
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| Do you like him stoned out, yeah
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| Do you like him dried out like seaweed
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| Because you are not awake
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| You are not awake
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| You’re still asleep with the seaweed kelp
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| I am a ghost on fire
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| White sheets aflame
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| Where is my heart
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| After the afterlife
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| Where it has it gone and stayed
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| So tell me about yourself
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| And how you like to dream about the ocean
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| Does it make you want to believe
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| In anything at all
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| Like me |