| I’m home alone in your flat, bed sheets around my head
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| The hum of daytime TV moans like the Walking Dead
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| Dive into the darkness, and it is thick and black
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| Blooms of phosphorescence cover my throat and back
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| A bloom of phosphorescence ignites around my form
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| Like chalk around a body, like light inside a storm
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| Dive into the darkness and it is thick and black
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| Coats my tongue and tendons, covers my throat and back
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| I wade in brackish water, eelgrass around my feet
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| My jeans are wet and dirty, my body craving sleep
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| Dive into the darkness, and it is thick and black
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| Blooms of phosphorescence cover my throat and back
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| I paint the walls with treacle, pour honey on my phone
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| I put my best T-shirt on, wait for you to come home
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| Rise into the darkness, and it is thick and black
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| Blooms of phosphorescence cover my throat and back
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| Rise into the darkness, and it is thick and black
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| Blooms of phosphorescence cover my throat and back
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| I want to sound like a magical sound
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| I want to be like a magical beast
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| I want to shop in a magical shop
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| I want to swim in a magical cave (Oh, yes)
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| I want to buzz like a magical bee
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| I want to sound like a magical sound
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| I want to die in a magical dream
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| I want to be like a magical beast
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| I want to climb in a magical tree
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| I want to shop in a magical shop
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| I want to dance with a magical boy
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| I want to swim in a magical cave (Oh, yes)
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| I want a kiss from a magical girl
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| I want to sound like a magical sound
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| I want to sing with a magical band
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| I want to be like a magical beast
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| I want to write on a magical wall
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| I want to shop in a magical shop
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| I want to wake in a magical bed
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| I want to swim in a magical cave
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| (Oh, yes) |