ll be your mother and else Well, I walked in your steps and held my breath Until your words reached the end Then I lie with a poet's face first in the
I must confess this blood on my chest That I've made a great mistake, so cruel One, two, three there's an owl on me And I'm searching for the way it used
Skin's turning green, eyes are turning yellow The Doctor stays rich because I'm a sickly fellow Got the hypochondriac blues I need your medicine to soothe
Well Miss Magnolia, you just can't keep Keep me to yourself You know I been here way too long You had me working all day long No, I'm not cut out and
'm bound, well, I'm bound Well, I'm bound, well, I'm bound But I know more than you think I do You got a hole in your face where I can see through you
Oh Mr. Pit, oh Mr. Pit, Mr. Pitiful Who let you down? Who let you down, who let you down? You still don't believe, you don't believe You don't believe
I talk with my friend over the phone I'm scared to say things I don't know and be wrong And words always sound much better Coming out of someone else
in luck I guess it's all because They're found on the fault On sandy ground Foundations can't be found And all the stones of change Were thrown in my face
unfamiliar faces I'll never know what you show to unfamiliar faces Unfamiliar faces Unfamiliar faces Unfamiliar faces Unfamiliar faces Unfamiliar faces Unfamiliar faces Unfamiliar faces
Vienna can you hear me? Lazing on the afternoon Cathedral bells A ringing, ringing, ringing, ringing Ringing the sound Winter can't ignore her Spring
You were right I was up all night thinking about you Dreamed I choked On your kaleidescope, they still look deadly My fatal flower How the tigers all
I've heard the story I'm sure he held you down Forced you to do things While I'm not around But you lied, and you lied But I've got cigarette eyes I
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I've heard the story, I'm sure he held you down Forced you to do things while I'm not around But you lied, yeah you lied But I've got cigarette eyes
I'll be your martyr in bells Well I've walked in your steps and held my breath Until your words reached the air Then I lied with the poets face first
my knees again Wanna leave, wanna go That woman is a devil yes I know But i know more than you think I do You got a hole in your face where I can see
I must confess this blood in my chest I've made a great mistake so cruel One, two, three there's an owl on me I'm searching for the way it used to be
Well Miss Magnolia You just can't keep, keep me to yourself You know I've been here way to long You had me working all day long No I'm not cut out and
