17/8/07

OBSTACLE 1



wish I could eat the salt off of your lost faded lips


We can cap the old times make playing only logical harm


We can top the old lines make playing that nothing else will change


Well she can read she can read she can read she can read She’s bad


She can read she can read she can read She’s bad, Oh, She’s bad




But it’s different now that I’m poor and aging,


I’ll never see this face again


You’ll go stabbing yourself in the neck


We could find new ways of living make playing only logical harm


We could top the old times clay-making that nothing else will change


But she can read she can read she can read she can read She’s bad


She can read she can read she can read She’s bad, Oh, She’s bad


It’s different now that I’m poor and aging


I’ll never see this place again


You’ll go stabbing yourself in the neck




But it’s different now that I’m poor and aging,


I’ll never see this place again


You’ll go stabbing yourself in the neckIt’s in the way that she poses


It’s in the things that she puts in my hair


Her stories are boring and stuff


She’s always calling my bluff


She puts, she puts the weights into my little heart


And she gets in my room and she takes it apart


She puts the weights into my little heart


I say she puts the weights into my little heart.


She packs it away [7x]


It’s in the way that she was


Her heaven is never enough


She puts the weights in my heart


She puts, oh she puts the weights into my little heart

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