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  • Catch my breath and finally
    She keeps me calm and suddenly
    A relapse of old tricks trying to make a new
    In his car she finally
    Tampers with her ***uality
    Scratching at each other's minds till their in the nude
    As for me, my loyalty
    Is only sold illegally
    To the pantomime crying clown
    Cry for me whilst upside down
    Salivating, bloody mouth
    Or passionately bloody mouth
    And graveyard girls swinging a bag like a pendulum
    For the static rustling
    Plug me in, the record spins
    And treat me like I wasn't someone that you knew
    Annabelle she reads my dreams
    Surrounding me in casualties
    But I don't get mad cause i know it's what you do
    Over-priced analogies
    Brittle man he dress like me
    Like the pantomime crying clown
    Cry for me whilst upside down
    Salivating, bloody mouth
    Or passionately bloody mouth
    And graveyard girls swinging a bag like a pendulum
    She creates this
    Border around
    Her perfect body
    Shes perfectly lonely
    And graveyard girls tapping ribs like a xylophone
    She creates this
    Border around
    Her perfect body
    She is perfectly
    Lonely
  • [00:02.34]Catch my breath and finally
    [00:05.30]She keeps me calm and suddenly
    [00:08.16]A relapse of old tricks trying to make a new
    [00:12.05]In his car she finally
    [00:15.39]Tampers with her ***uality
    [00:18.14]Scratching at each other's minds till their in the nude
    [00:21.90]As for me, my loyalty
    [00:25.15]Is only sold illegally
    [00:28.21]To the pantomime crying clown
    [00:31.52]Cry for me whilst upside down
    [00:34.59]Salivating, bloody mouth
    [00:37.80]Or passionately bloody mouth
    [00:41.06]And graveyard girls swinging a bag like a pendulum
    [00:58.39]For the static rustling
    [01:01.02]Plug me in, the record spins
    [01:04.29]And treat me like I wasn't someone that you knew
    [01:07.85]Annabelle she reads my dreams
    [01:10.45]Surrounding me in casualties
    [01:13.93]But I don't get mad cause i know it's what you do
    [01:17.76]Over-priced analogies
    [01:20.71]Brittle man he dress like me
    [01:23.97]Like the pantomime crying clown
    [01:27.39]Cry for me whilst upside down
    [01:30.61]Salivating, bloody mouth
    [01:34.07]Or passionately bloody mouth
    [01:37.29]And graveyard girls swinging a bag like a pendulum
    [01:41.25]She creates this
    [01:42.71]Border around
    [01:44.56]Her perfect body
    [01:47.62]Shes perfectly lonely
    [01:52.77]And graveyard girls tapping ribs like a xylophone
    [01:57.08]She creates this
    [01:58.14]Border around
    [01:59.97]Her perfect body
    [02:02.95]She is perfectly
    [02:04.51]Lonely