| Inadvertently,
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| I might say once again that I could never really know how to veto control
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| anyway, oh!
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| Everyday for another day, another light, another phase or another season.
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| Cos y’know what a waste of time that would be!
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| I could just keep it inside under a chest made up entirely of your lies and
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| resilience.
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| Still I’d feel a pin prick in my chest cos they would round up at your nesting
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| ground and eat your heart for a snack.
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| You oughta known when you killed me, this soul it has been me.
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| Remember, you’d seen me.
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| Well, now here I am once again.
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| Consequently, I might add once again that you would never even know how to dupe
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| the fool, and mount the mule oh!
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| Yet again, you would let her in for a evening of wine and Cheetos.
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| And perhaps a little sodomy?
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| We could just keep it inside under a trunk made up entirely of your truth and
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| emancipations, oh!
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| Although, we’d have to taste the ash when we eat their souls cos they’d dig our
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| graves to burn the fuck out of us!
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| I mighta known it was still me, this world is within me.
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| Remember, you’d seen me.
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| Well, now here is all that remains. |