Key: Gb major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
I've been covered in your personal effects
It's a little more than a hobby,
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a little less than a fix
your order of demerit
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This ain't nothing but taste
Oh, I suppose there was
no ransom to be paid
But had I known your hands- on policy,
I most
Certainly would have stayed
Time while we're new friends I get all
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tied up and now I can't escape
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Oh, we're getting such unfortunate mix- ups,
it reflects upon our taste
Oh, it so often happens you've got
nothing for your trouble or your trash
So it came as a relief when you were kind enough
Flashballs at your eyes bespoke
your imminent demise
And wish for what we waste
Alright
Despite disturbing small mistake,
he had a date to break, and what a plan
Came for us a bit too late,
you bit down on the match, and ran
I'll lose these hair to ruin halls
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I thought you'd like a sip of me, poured in the sink, instead drink wine so badly,
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but can't taste
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A dead language of life was spoken, half- conceited now,
Grace
The sunless and the stars
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are not a malady
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The weather throws wobble and flag constellations,
just to cultivate it and abonate it
Outro 1
Www
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