| With a mind that’s sick and crazy
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| Put together like a baby in a fist fight
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| Here comes an angel flying
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| Like a moth to a backyard bug-light
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| One mind two hearts somehow got torn apart and healed
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| But never grew together
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| Like a rock tied to a feather
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| The ocean’s parted for the boiling ice cream vendor
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| The condor circles in the vapor up above
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| The misses cheering
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| As the worm departs the apple
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| The old machinery
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| Has registered its love
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| In the air there is a rumbling
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| It sends the two hearts tumbling
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| Into a pool of thick black tar
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| Sink to the sky and hand like a black star
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| Tunnel of love sincerely
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| I miss your poor heart dearly
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| I wish I never had killed you
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| The blue birds sing so sweetly
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| The ocean’s parted for the boiling ice cream vendor
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| The condor circles in the vapor up above
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| The misses cheering as the worm departs the apple
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| The old machinery has registered its love
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| Push the button
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| Cross the water
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| Push the button
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| Cross the water
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| Tunnel of love sincerely
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| I miss your poor heart dearly
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| I wish I never had killed you
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| The blue birds sing so sweetly
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| Twinkle, twinkle, little monkey
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| You know that I’m a junkie
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| I’ll give you love and hate
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| I think I know which way, now
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| The ocean’s parted for the boiling ice cream vendor
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| The condor circles in the vapor up above
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| The misses cheering as the worm departs the apple
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| The old machinery has registered its love
|
| The ocean’s parted for the boiling ice cream vendor
|
| The condor circles in the vapor up above
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| The misses cheering as the worm departs the apple
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| The old machinery has registered its love
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| Push the button
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| Cross the water |