Clung to the sweater
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from the day you were born
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Never knew better
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That's what you swore
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Mother heard you
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'Cause the walls were thin
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In Saturnine sweetness
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And ratio din
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No boy could spell you out
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In the grass at night
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Beneath the stars
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You grew right
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Past the streets
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Where you were raised
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Sneaking out early to a secret place
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Like a hole in the wall
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Like a hole in the wall
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Into the bed
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You hang your sleep
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To watch your man
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As he seeks relief
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You cut out his heart
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And watch him die
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So we can know you
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And that you're alive
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As the hole in the wall
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You are the hole in the wall
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No one could know your son
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And kisses and noise
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Now you belong to them all
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Awake to the dawn
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And scratch your eyes
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Alight the prayer candles
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That you remind to
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Send you a boy
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That you could waste
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A little piece of heaven
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To set you straight
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Through the hole in the wall
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You are the hole in the wall
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No one could tell you why
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The tape's full of hiss
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And sons who cry to the night
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Of the dead
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And the wishing ghost
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Beating on you to drain morose
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Through the hole in the wall
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We are the holes in the wall
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We are the...
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Atom Bomb
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| Smashing Pumpkins |
