Turn to nasty now The dark cell, the pit of my soul The last one out of the box The one who broke this spell Little by little, by hook or by crook I'
You got some nerve coming here You got some nerve coming here You stole it all, give it back You stole it all, give it back Good morning, Mr. Magpie
Slide of hand Jump off the end Into a clear lake No one around Just dragonflies Flying to the side No one gets hurt You've done Nothing wrong Slide
Don't hurt me Don't hurt me Don't hurt me Don't hurt me Gather up the lost and sold (Don't hurt me, don't hurt me) In your arms, in your arms (Don't
Open your mouth wide The universal sigh And while the ocean blooms It's what keeps me alive So I lose and start over Don't blow your mind with why I
It's like I've fallen out of bed from a long, vivid dream The sweetest flower, fruits are hanging from the trees Falling off a giant bird that's been
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I will shake myself into your pocket Invisible Do what you want Do what you want I will sink and I will disappear I will slip into the groove And cut
Bloom Open your mouth wide The universe will sigh And while the ocean blooms It's what keeps me alive So why does it still hurt? Don't blow your mind
: I will sneak myself into your pocket Invisible, do what you want, do what you want I will sink and I will disappear I will slip into the groove and
: You there Get up on that wall Get up on that- Who? Who? you (fool) you, you (fool) you, you Toodaloo You fool Jew (Go on and shoot 'em) X 16 Get up
: Don't hurt me Don't hurt me Don't hurt me Gather up the lost and sold (Don't hurt me) In your arms (Don't hurt me) In your arms (Don't hurt me)
: Sleight of hand Jump off the end Into a clear lake No one around Just dragonflies Fantasize No one gets hurt You've done nothing wrong Slide your
: Open your mouth wide The universal sigh And while the ocean blooms It's what keeps me alive So why does it still hurt? Don't blow your mind with why
: You got some nerve, coming here You got some nerve, coming here You stole it all, give it back You stole it all, give it back Good Morning, Mr. Magpie
: Turn to nasty now The dark cell The pit of my soul The last one out of the box The one who broke this spell Little by little by hook or by crook I
: It's like I'm falling out of bed From a long, weary dream The sweetest flowers and fruits hang from the trees Falling off the giant bird that's been
