Even in the wreck house of a promise
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Even in the gem blow of an awe fist
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Everyone's an air flow through the blonde dirt
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Everyone's an asshole in the wonder
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When every commotion controls my wants
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I lay down long and know other hurts
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If it's not a problem
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I want you to work me good
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I want you in motion
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I want you to go down full
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I want you to yell
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With your hair in my finger
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You know you make me so
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Misogynous
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When I is us
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Every time the bread breaks there's a hunger
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Every second heart aches with a thunder
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Heaven in the jet stream of a bong drain
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Heaven in the meat dream of an all-way
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When every emotion takes hold and haunts
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I lay down hard and know other worlds
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If it's not a problem
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I want you to work me good
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I want you in motion
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I want you to go down full
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I want you to yell
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With your hair in my finger
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You know you make me so
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Misogynous
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When I is us
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You make me so
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And now we know the sound
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Of blue eyes rolled over, the smell of fine young hope
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The feel and taste of always
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So I can't yet shout and I can't roll over
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And I'm breaking a sweat
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It's time to wake up
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Thank you, you've made me so...
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And I is us
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I Is Us
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| I Mother Earth |
