Dressed up in smoke,
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And yellow,
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Wolf skin.
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You spin and spin.
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The skeleton girl with,
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Eyes like the dream,
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I woke up in.
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All tails and fin
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She held a red apple up
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To my lips.
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Ghost of brother at my head.
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Her taste,
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Like blood,
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On my fingertips.
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Ghost of brother at my head.
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Are you merely
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The spirit of the
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Bones that shelter me
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We spin and spin.
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She opened her legs,
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To show me,
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Show me mercy.
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Ghost of brother at my head.
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She held a red apple up
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To my lips.
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Ghost of brother at my head
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Her taste,
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Like blood,
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On my fingertips.
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Ghost of brother at my head.
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Dressed In Smoke
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| Deadboy And The Elephantmen |
