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Feb 18, 2004 08:45

crack my head open on your kitchen floor
to prove to you that i have brains
meanwhile tin men are lead by little girls
down golden roads that lead to nowhere

fine time to fake a seizure
to feel your lips on mine, you're saving me

what ever happened to that silly dream you had
i want to make it real
i'd love to rub your back
like a plane crash that never hits the ground
i fall in love with you
i'm nose over tail for you

your voice like the sound of sirens
to a house on fire
you're saving me
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