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sit down and fire away, i know it's tricky when you're feeling low,
when you feel like your flavour has gone the way of a pre-shelled pistachio
i know you're weighed down and fed up with your heavy
boots laced with melancholy notion's all you own
i do like sugar tend toward the brittle and sticky when spun
and i know my demeanor has gone the way of a photo left out in the sun
i try to keep myself in lillies and flax seeds
oh what a folly, fooling just yourself
sit down and smoke away, i wouldn't knock it till you're in them shoes
oh watch as ours subtlety blows away as a blusher gives way to a bruise
but seemly, we'd freely make a trade-off,
a dry rot to take the weight off, swap the boots for red shoes
http://www.box.net/shared/qt6ocgv4iv
when you feel like your flavour has gone the way of a pre-shelled pistachio
i know you're weighed down and fed up with your heavy
boots laced with melancholy notion's all you own
i do like sugar tend toward the brittle and sticky when spun
and i know my demeanor has gone the way of a photo left out in the sun
i try to keep myself in lillies and flax seeds
oh what a folly, fooling just yourself
sit down and smoke away, i wouldn't knock it till you're in them shoes
oh watch as ours subtlety blows away as a blusher gives way to a bruise
but seemly, we'd freely make a trade-off,
a dry rot to take the weight off, swap the boots for red shoes
http://www.box.net/shared/qt6ocgv4iv