Poke at my iris, why can't I cry about this?
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Maybe there is something that you know that I don't?
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We adopt a brand new language
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Communicate through pursed lips
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And you try not to put on any sexy clothes or graces
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I might never catch a mouse and present it in my mouth
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To make you feel your with someone
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Who deserves to be with you
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But there's one thing we've got going
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And it's the only thing worth knowing
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Its got lots to do with magnets and the pull of the moon
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Why won't our love keel over as it chokes on a bone?
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We can mourn its passing and then bury it in the snow
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Or should we kick its cunt in and watch as it dies from the bleeding?
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If you don't want to be with me then just say and I will go
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We can change our partners, this is a progressive dance
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But remember it was me who dragged you up to the sweaty floor
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Well this has been a reel
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I've got shin splints and a stitch from weed
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But like a drunken night iT's the best bits that are coloUred in
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You should look through some old photos
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I adored you in everyone of those
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If someone took a picture of us now they'd need to be told
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That we had ever clung and tied a navy knot with arms at night
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I'd say she was his sister but she doesn't have his nose
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And now were unrelated and rid of all the shit we hated
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But I hate when I feel like this and I never hated you
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Poke
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| Frightened Rabbits |
