Subtraction, subtraction, subtraction
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It¡¯s my duty
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It¡¯s my duty and passion
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If I could, even for a moment,
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I would strip the hue out of my hair
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And I¡¯m not the kind
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I¡¯m not the kind to care
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Step into the dead oak,
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Take away all light, every glimmer
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Find a church
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Find a church and finish your dinner
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Subtracting is a gift we all can use
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To make the blood inside pump clear
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Because I¡¯m not the one
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I¡¯m not the one I should fear
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Human skull, human skull, human skull
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Without body
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Without body, I feel your pull
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The pulling of my chest by the lexus
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Of your white cranial bone
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In other words
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In other words, PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE
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Drip by drip, number after number,
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It all will fall
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Minus Klock
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Minus Klock and minus Paul
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The skull returns, taking flight,
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Ascending without chest and without sound
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Until I¡¯m one
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Until I¡¯m one with the ground
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Subtraction
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| Cass McCombs |
