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Nov 10, 2003 21:10

Boredoms in the bathroom shaking out the goose meat
Sally's in stirrups slitting her throat for me
And nobody nowhere understands anything
About me and all my dreams
tossed debris

No matter what i do
i cant get to you
so fake it

Ill be your bumble bean
Ill be your lunar screen

make me more like you
calm you down, rudy, sometimes you gotta sleep alone
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