Here's a telephone
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Here's a window
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Here a little dove to tell you how the wind blows
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I've got a black heart
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I've got a shadow
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I've got a little dove that drags me up the ladder
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You've got a halo, a heart of gravel
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Little worms come out my darling rotten apple
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I pluck the heart strings until my hands bleed
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But when that eye blinks I'll be buried in the tree leaves
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Here's a plate for you my darling soliders
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Here's a little dove to land upon your shoulders
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My precious children you know I love you
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But I've got news we're going to have to get rid of you
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You thought you knew me
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I thought I knew you
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The little dove came down and right away i threw you
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I've got a black heart
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I've got a shadow
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I sent a little dove to push you down the ladder
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little bell don't you get so worked up at all the
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fire in hell its waiting just to burn us
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you can jump and yell no one is looking for us
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you can ring your bell but everyone ignores it
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