while she was down and she opened
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crate of secrets
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darker than she
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underwater explosions
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curtains rippling obviously
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she can breathe
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so stop and try
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she can breathe
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and the sharks are about to please
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she points to me
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to exist
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in a place this small
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and it stings
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and certainly that (this) changes things
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she points to me
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cuffs painted orange with sunburst
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lined up side by side
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it keeps them so clean
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buddy they shine with starlight
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darker places i've never seen
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she can breathe
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so stop and try
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she can breathe
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and the sharks are about to please
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she points to me
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to exist
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in a place this small
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and it stings
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and certainly that changes things
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she points to me
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something passes through me
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and the sound will carry me on
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and the sound will carry you on
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Underwater Explosions
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| Guided By Voices |
