To be an emotion actor
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Two broken strings attract her
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A groom, a face, a life-filled room
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Hesitate to throw a coin in a wish could be a bad thing
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My mouth is just a mesh of drool
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I'm standing on a bridge
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I won't get hit from up high
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A talking fish comes as she moves
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I want to be like water,
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And never need a doctor,
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And carve the earth without my tools
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(To-oool!)
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All of the things that I relate to well like goggles and paint tubes
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Transparent paper wings that float above me while I sleep
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To make the room more natural
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To think I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying
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The color after sunset
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You'd do anything the drink's at
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The crush has come just like a willow
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He doesn't need a house
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There's shoes in every house
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There's the drips, the black spots on my pillow
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I want to be like water
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And slip into your throat and
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Make you feel alive and good
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I want to be like water
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And never have a doubt
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And crack the hoods around my pool
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(To-ool!)
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All of the things that I relate to well like goggles and paint tubes
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Transparent paper wings that float above me while I sleep
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To make a room more natural
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To think of dying, dying, dying
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And all the dreams that I awake to read like postulatings
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And all the things I hate I wish I didn't have to hate
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To find a room that's natural
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To live on by in 'em
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by in 'em, by
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I don't think you know just what you're doing
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You pretend to know exactly all the things you keep on moving
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Said, I don't think I know exactly what I'm doing
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You pretend to know exactly all the things you keep on moving
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When you wake up from your snoozin'
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Gonna tell you how to do it my way
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Gonna tell you what I'm doin'
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Raising knife up in my drum
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Everybody talks bubbling
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And I got no way to stop it
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It's a song about the days you spend
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Without me at our home
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If I don't think you know just what you're doing
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You pretend to know exactly all the things you keep on moving
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Said, I don't think I know exactly what I'm doing
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You pretend to know exactly all the things you keep on moving
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When you wake up from your snoozin'
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Gonna tell you how to do it my way
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Gonna tell you what I'm doin'
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Raising knife up in my drum
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Everybody talks bubbling
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And I got no way to stop it
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It's a song about the days you spend
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Without me at our home
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Water Curses
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Animal Collective |