| Your pass of time is such a turn on
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| I feel as if it’s me
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| You’d never realize
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| You never force my head down where there’s no hair
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| To catch between my teeth
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| All these feet just feel like mine
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| Back-burst quip and lack of spine
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| And the way you wait is way too cool
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| Wilting with a village full
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| What you’ll get is less than mine
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| Open end
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| Best there is: the air you breathe
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| Is minor get it (whistling)
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| Mister, can’t you read this line?
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| (West is) gone and where is time
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| And you never force my head down there
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| (Backbone gone) and there’s no hair
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| All these feet just feel like mine
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| Amorous quip and lack of spine
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| You never force my head down where there’s no hair
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| To catch between my teeth
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| The way you wait is way too cool
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| Only wilting when I’m full (x2)
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| All these feet just feel like mine
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| Leprous (quip) and lack of spine
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| And you never force my head down where there’s no hair
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| Passing time is such a turn on
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| Feels as if it’s mine
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| Way you wait is way to cool
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| Only wilting when I’m full (x2)
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| All these feet just feel like
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| Leprous (quip) and lack of spine
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| Way you wait is way to cool
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| Only wilting when I’m full |