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All I perceive is wasted and broken
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Silvery streams, sacred when spoken
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Slam into me and into the ditch of debris
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And you smoke in the park and sleep in the greenery
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Everyone barks and they are all still believing
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To tear out your heart would send all your secrets to me
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But I let you down
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And swollen and small is where you'll find me now
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With that silver stripping off
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From my tongue you're tearing out
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And you'll never hear me talk
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Your teeth believe that teeth are for tearing
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Tear into me and the scent of you sweating smells good to me
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And out in the dark the world is still rolling
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Kids in their cars, cigarette smoking
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And all that they are just reeks with the sweetest belief
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But I let you down
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And swollen and small is where you'll find me now
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With that silver stripping off
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From my tongue you're tearing out
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And you'll never hear me talk
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All I could want is silver and spinning
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Out from your arms and into the pretty pit of your heart
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So simply and softly we'd flow
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But I let you down
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And swollen and small is where you'll find me now
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With that silver stripping off
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From my tongue you're tearing out
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And you'll never hear me talk
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Into you I will glow
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Where You'll Find Me Now
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Neutral Milk Hotel |