| I’ll find a way to reincarnate you
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| I’ll carry you in my womb all the way home from work
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| When the power went out, and the streets were filled
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| We bought our water and drank our milk
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| It made our bodies work
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| And if you can swallow up everything like reverse physical theory
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| Matter will not matter, and printed word will stop
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| And I’ll keep your empty wallet in bearing-weighted dirt
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| In metal silly lockets between my chest and my shirt
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| Don’t try so hard to be yourself
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| This will be the last song I’d ever want you to hear
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| I’ve got the ears in my belly
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| They hear you sing, and they talk to me
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| I learn their language
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| And if you can swallow up everything like reverse physical theory
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| Matter will not matter, and printed word will stop
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| And I’ll keep your empty wallet in bearing-weighted dirt
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| In metal silly lockets between my chest and shirt
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| If you can swallow up everything like reverse physical theory
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| Matter will not matter, and printed word will stop
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| And I’ll keep your empty wallet in bearing-weighted dirt
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| In metal silly lockets between my chest and my shirt |