| I was suffering drift, found grace in the grim
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| Demijohn failed to warm burnt wrist
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| Tranquil glamour, vesper bound
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| And I may drink but I don’t run around
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| Germane shepherds of harmonic plague
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| Brontide sunshine climbing up your legs
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| And we were
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| Lovelorn with fantastic thoughts
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| Only I know what others sought
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| Come in close, I’ll give you everything I’ve got
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| Candle wasters, put a knife in a book
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| Oh diligence, the mother of good luck
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| Sweet Rosella, I’m a homewrecker
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| Artless lowboys split you into daughters
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| Pissant just shy of feral
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| I brought life unto this world
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| And we were
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| Lovelorn with fantastic thoughts
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| Only I know what others sought
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| Come in close, I’ll give you everything I’ve got
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| We lived in ultraviolet
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| Tortured figures and primal tigers, so profound
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| I heard you say it once
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| This is a pretty good time for us, gather round
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| Slung taught with loaded shoulders
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| I kissed the gunner’s daughter
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| On harrowed ground
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| And we were
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| Lovelorn with fantastic thoughts
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| Only I know what others sought
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| Come in close, I’ll give you everything I’ve got
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| Hoping she would get me sick
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| So we could share something
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| Come in close, I’ll give you everything I’ve got
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| Anything you want |