| The one that I’m with thinks sex is a beautiful thing
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| And that’s simply adorable
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| When my time is affordable
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| Dimes pay the price I get abusive and that’s the truth
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| It’s just a fucking shame this is how I choose to communicate
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| Excuses I produce have their roots in the music I make
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| She’s not a fan nor am I famous
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| I may just change and adjust when I branch out
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| Leave, get off my damn couch and achieve
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| What I dream about leave my house hand out my keys
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| To the sleepless beauty who failed math class and can’t count her Z’s
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| The tree dies
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| She says that she’s mine she’s my proprietress
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| Can’t hold on to most of what I owned
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| Besides she likes to kiss and that’s cute
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| I hug her till I start to hurt her
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| She wants to dance to my pulse but I’ve got heart murmurs
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| A shark circles our lifeboat till its fin folds
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| The monster we created might choke in clothes
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| I’m naked walking tight ropes without big toes
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| Couldn’t see this with the night-scope bid my skin glow
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| Fallen
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| Calling for a safety net
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| The great white might train me on my life
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| Bite into my veiny neck where dreams are falling asleep
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| Could dry up once she sees that I bleed off beat
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| Head over heels cause she’s tripping on her own feet
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| That puzzled look on her face still isn’t complete
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| She gives bits and pieces of herself
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| While I’m breaking myself open I pour my contents to her shelf
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| Pardon me but is that me wearing my heart out on my sleeve
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| With razor sharp teeth gnawing at my wrist how beautiful is this
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| The most beautifullest thing in the world
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| Is making up words when I have none else left to say to a girl
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| Making her curl up in a ball in a corner of my eye
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| Taking a time out I don’t want her to cry
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| I don’t ever want to be considered the sort of guy
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| Who says, I just might break your face tonight
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| I spread my love like the legs of a crack whore
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| We sleep together but don’t sleep to keep it simple
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| You dance around me like a fire blow me away blow me away
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| I spread my love like the legs of a crack whore
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| We sleep together but don’t sleep to keep it simple
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| You dance around me like a fire blow me out
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| When I send you love poems in the form of smoke signals
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| Over average marriage materialist mister righteous
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| A savage miscarriage of just us just us And a dust that never settles
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| I’m restless spread some metal to make it weep
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| Cause discussing the ugly nobody wants to fuck with
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| Don’t touch me Under appreciative with a with a hundred weaknesses
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| What do I need to live?
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| The blood I bleed is thicker than the skin I shoot people with
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| Need a fist to the air
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| Pretend to make believe she cares
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| To open up old wounds and usual bruises?
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| I’m a low self-esteem engine in need of a horsepower
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| Out of sleeping powder
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| Dark clouds follow me with heat seekers
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| I need a coke a shower
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| To showboat when its?
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| Cause it won’t float if it turns out these are permanent echoes in his chest
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| I think its best to turn the reverb down
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| Kill the delay
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| Get me the fuck out of this cave
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| I could paint you pictures all day
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| I’m not gonna pander to Neanderthals that way
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| I’m not gonna pander to Neanderthals today
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| The one that I’m with thinks sex is a beautiful thing
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| She thinks I’m something special
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| She’s my specialist
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| More beautiful than sex
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| Cause only something like sex
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| Makes something so lovely turn ugly and fuck up shit
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| I’m holding a sleepless beauty pageant
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| On my shark-infested waterbed until it’s punctured
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| I spread my love, spread my love, spread my love until I pull a muscle
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| I spread my love, spread my love, spread my love until its see through
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| Spread my love like the legs of a crack whore
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| We sleep together but don’t sleep to keep it simple
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| You dance around me like a fire
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| Blow me away blow me away blow me away blow me away
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| I spread my love like the legs of a crack whore
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| We sleep together but don’t sleep to keep it simple
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| You dance around me like a fire blow me out
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| When I send you love poems in the form of smoke signals |