| you’ve seen the spots on her back
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| you know the salt of her tears
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| the dull glow in your pocket is only ever a fear
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| that maybe sometimes it all does go wrong
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| but she’s so goddamn loyal
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| and you’ve heard some sounds
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| unhuman come out of her mouth
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| the locked door open and check and you can’t get out
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| did you wanna get out?
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| maybe like a piece of seaglass
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| she’ll smooth out all of her edges
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| and become gracefully transparent
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| taken from the world into the sea
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| returned with life and history
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| there’s not many who would stay
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| so you will
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| but she’s so goddamn loyal
|
| and you’ve heard some sounds
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| unhuman come out of her mouth
|
| the locked door open and check and you can’t get out
|
| did you wanna get out?
|
| maybe like a piece of seaglass
|
| she’ll smooth out all of her edges
|
| and become gracefully transparent
|
| taken from the world into the sea
|
| returned with life and history
|
| there’s not many who would stay
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| there’s not many who would stay
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| there’s not many who would stay
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| so you will |