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There's a bulk of birds in your bonfire head |
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And you sleep with one eye open |
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And you slice away your arms like bread |
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To butter with your semen |
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And your hair is knots of nooses you could strangle |
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Strange and lonely |
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Carpenters, sleep gardens red |
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And rearrange your body |
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Because in the dark we all sound the same |
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Our bodies are blistered from needing |
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I made you a bed from pieces of my legs |
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And you sorely sat there, bleeding |
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Animal sister boy, could I have kept you |
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Is there a way of wood to protect you |
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Sent from houses, stripped and cold |
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I carried on my back |
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Piano planks and forestry for shelter in your chest |
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You are sores and red flesh, let's sleep again |
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Sin our way through secrets and cause all the violence |
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Let's leave our bodies |
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Let's leave our bodies |
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Pull our skin from these bones |
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And this house from these homes |
