shoveling snow, i'm calling my noise (?)
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losing my words thru the crack in my voice
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lock up my house and don't come on my bed
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i'm good for myself and bad to your friend (?)
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i pick out a suit from a men's magazine
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i polish my shoes and lick them clean
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leading him out and he's stuck on my tie (?)
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while i string these begind
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walk on the surface, get up from my knees
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without straight oxygen, it's hard to breathe
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and in the confusion, i could lose both hands
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the lover's pollution, your violence is a romance
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eaten alive in candyland
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eaten alive in candyland
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eaten alive in candyland
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eaten alive in candyland
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you're so sentimental
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it's so sentimental
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candy is so sentimental
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walk on the surface, get up from my knees
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without straight oxygen, it's hard to breath
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and in the confusion, i could lose both hands
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the lovers pollution, your violence is a romance
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candyland
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| Heatmiser |
