Bigfoot step over me
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Spare me from embarassing defeat
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Numb to the thought existing
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I'd be exstatic
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Would the find complete the puzzle for me
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I could be fiction from the entry
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The entry
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What do you think you know
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I know its ok now
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Lay down more stupid rules
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That only i apply to
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Im made for medusa
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But hung up on how it feels to be a ceramic
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And now you know
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If i call it how i see it
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I may never call it
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Your teeth they talk and talk
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And i never follow
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If you repeat what you here
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You wont be repeating, be repeating, be repeating
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Anything to anyone
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Im mad for medusa
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But hung up on how it feels to be a ceramic
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And now you know
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Amelia i may never meet you
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Maybe the oceans where you rest
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Bermuda i may never see you
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Just because no one's coming back
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Along came a spider
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That crawled inside her
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Now i think im sick for christian's sake
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But frozen with fear of god the earthquake
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And now you know
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Im mad for medusa
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But hung up on how it feels to be a ceramic
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And now you know
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Mad For Medusa (Acoustic Version)
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The Junior Varsity |