| Paranoia posed in saintly rows outside my windows
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| Cacophonous caws, bacterial ponds flap
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| Pavement moans
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| Oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
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| Caustic alarmed cavernous psalms
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| They swing from your lips then tie your tongue up like you asked them to
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| Out come the gaunt ghosts of your thoughts
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| They’re shrieking in prose and breathing rhymelessness archaic gloom
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| Cover your mouth, sound trickles down and drips from your chin
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| Drooling vibrations in an empty room
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| There, just pull your eyelids down, they’re begging for your sleep
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| Find yourself in white stairwell, a trembling voice now speaks
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| Whirring back and forth from firework to figure eight
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| Now your trembling hands don’t seem so hard to make behave
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| Paranoia posed in saintly rows outside my windows
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| Single filed piled while flashing smiles network imposed
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| Dumbstruck and shoved oxygen snuffed, then beg for embrace
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| Passion like cancer has got a wandering eye
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| Caskets for hands, bury your plans right next to your songs
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| When t-shirt vending is how you spend your time
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| Out come the gaunt ghosts of your thoughts
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| They’re shrieking in prose and breathing rhymelessness archaic gloom
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| Cover your mouth, sound trickles down and drips from your chin
|
| Drooling vibrations in an empty room
|
| There, just pull your eyelids down, they’re begging for some sleep
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| Find yourself in white stairwell, a trembling voice now speaks
|
| Whirring back and forth from firework to figure eight
|
| Now your trembling hands don’t seem so hard to make behave
|
| Oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh
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| Oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh
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| Oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh
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| Oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
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| Caustic alarmed cavernous psalms they swing from your lips
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| Then tie your tongue up like you asked them to
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| Out come the gaunt ghosts of your thoughts
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| They’re shrieking in prose and breathing rhymlessness archaic gloom
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| OH OH, OH OH OH, OH OH, OH OH OH
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| OH OH, OH OH OH, OH OH, OH OH OH |