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I knew this one girl
Drowned in her own curls
Candy colored swirls
That never seemed to end

I could not comprehend
Half what she said to me
So casually
All our tender ears would bend

Tales of ritual self-torture
She's making you abort your carefully laid plans
To make a final stand, rest the world to hand
Scoreless victory for serendipity
I knew this one girl   Drowned in her own curls   Candy colored swirls   That never seemed to end      I could not comprehend   Half what she said to me   So casually   All our tender ears would bend      Tales of ritual self-torture   She's making you abort your carefully laid plans   To make a final stand, rest the world to hand   Scoreless victory for serendipity
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