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This day is full of whiskers
I thought I heard you whisper
The teapot's sounding frightened
Like it saw its shadow
I think we might be melting
Thank god we're made of chocolate
Oh boots you left me wanting
A horse without a saddle
We need to get this fixed
I'm now afraid of
The candles being lit
At least we had a good time
It's colder than I wanted
Your hands they made me shiver
You left me with these strange sounds
The moon is just a sliver
These noises can't deliver
Our keys met different locks
Your voice is made of old smoke
And signals when you talk
We need to get this fixed
I'm now afraid of
The candles being lit
At least we had a good time
Our legs both fell asleep
Be quiet or you'll wake them
The dream of being teeth/sheep
And they walk when you eat
I wish I could stay here
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Arsenal of Faces - Lions
03:21
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Days have gone by
while you waited
for another
glimpse of sunlight
Words will fade and
you won't find them
in your corner
there to guide you
Nothing left for light to show
Not a trace of sense to find
No one there to cast a shadow
Love was banned from their design
All you needed
was to take it
still you played it
safe and sorry
So the young boy
asked his mother,
"How can I ever
live a good life?"
Nothing left for light to show
Not a trace of sense to find
No one there to cast a shadow
Love was banned from their design
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can't recall where this began
but I was taken from the start
a strong cloth a fraying strand
the whole divided into parts
I never meant to tear it down
past the point where you can see
the devils countless small revisions
the thousand points that make you bleed
other words that were said
will fall and turn to lead
no coming back
recover from all of this
so let them linger
and haunt the questions where you keep
they'll never see the end
of their cold and stolen sleep
other words that were said
will fall and turn to lead
no coming back
recover from all of this
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so sure you were that up was down
you kept your head underground
the muffled words you sang were true
a tangled mess of worms and roots
events fall in such a way
never sure of what it was
or in the order they occurred
but I am sure of what they caused
the falling rain was hard to hear
a mocking tone so insincere
I hoped to find the part of you
the washed away and fell from view
events fall in such a way
never sure of what it was
or in the order they occurred
but I am sure of what I caused
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Could I comfort you and then
would you comfort me again
Our time is wearing thin
Can't you see the mess we're in
I closed my eyes so I could see
as you undressed in front of me
Then you whispered in my ear,
"There is someone else in here"
Running through the crowded streets
I hope that our two ends might meet
encircling the different lives
that we live in other eyes
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