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Clouds descending, I'm not policing What you think and dream I run into your thought from across the room Just another trick I can weather This I've got a fever above my waist You got a squeeze box on your knee I know the truth is in between the 1st and the 40th drink Concertina, concertina, a chill that bends This I swear, you're the fiercest calm I've been in Concertina, concertina, try infared This I swear, you're the fiercest calm I'm been in The soul-quake happened here in a glass world Particle by particle she slowly changes She likes hanging Chinese paper cuts Just another fix, can I weather this I got a dub on your landscape then There's your policy of trancing the sauce Without the blame too far too far Too far it could get all get way too cheerful Concertina, I know the truth lies between the 1st and 40th drink Clouds descending |
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