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groovetational pull
01:34
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on the ride home
you changed your clothes, because they smelled like smoke
dry your eyes
from the events of last year's high
ill sleep when i'm dead
late night cups of coffee
early morning cigarettes
so lets pretend
we go out dancing with our chemical friends
jessies girl
i wish that i had jessies girl
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I was on the drive home
there was something in my mind that i could not let go
and you were on the ground moaning
there was something in your skull that would not let you go
the devil came into my down
burned the whole the thing to the ground
i was getting sick of living there anyway
i wish i could follow you
into the ocean deep and blue
but i know rocks that float better than you do
we feasted on bread and bone
we were kids all on our own
cuz god had died so long ago
and i just want to go home
drink my milk and lay in bed
plants and trees all overgrown
the devil came into my house
i turned to run, he cut me down
im not feeling so brave these days
i wish i could follow you
into the world and see the true
beauty that i'm missing in this place
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pollen
01:48
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i used to like to dance in my spare time
and you the queen of everything
you like to touch it turns to gold and turn to smoke before your eyes tonight
i could listen to you scream all night
but i cant stand to see you cry
and you the last cookie crumb from the box
on the treetops overlooking everything
and i was the lucky pollen grain carried
to you on a breeze closest to your ovaries
and i could stare at your flowers all night long
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