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An inwrought irksome rabbit is washing my stomach
I can't stop thinking about my tonsils
How they are pendulating between my toes
Slowly suffering from liberty

I'm naked on a TV set and it's running wild
Fast, sweet and heavy penetrating into my grandparents' pupils
Out of reach but with a canoe's evil emotion

Alright, I can admit it now
I was a screaming and lying stone operation
Who searched his way through car parts
Afraid to be recognized by a spoon

Birds with empty refrigerators
Heated up the children's chair sweat
There was no chance to drive the table
Without a blue sock 'cause my mistakes rolled down

Above the forest of investigation
As soon as I heard my neighbor bend his arm
With a submarine the milk was hot
And dangerous like a bed

Nobody understands how wipe washers can breathe cows
Farting magazines are wading in waxed scarecrows

Falling flesh punched me in my bath suit look alike neck
Which controls universe with an iron grip of umbrellas
I'm wiping away some mirrors from the snakes
Without drinking any bus stations

Sorry, I'm in love with a door
An inwrought irksome rabbit is washing my stomach   I can't stop thinking about my tonsils   How they are pendulating between my toes   Slowly suffering from liberty      I'm naked on a TV set and it's running wild   Fast, sweet and heavy penetrating into my grandparents' pupils   Out of reach but with a canoe's evil emotion      Alright, I can admit it now   I was a screaming and lying stone operation   Who searched his way through car parts   Afraid to be recognized by a spoon      Birds with empty refrigerators   Heated up the children's chair sweat   There was no chance to drive the table   Without a blue sock 'cause my mistakes rolled down      Above the forest of investigation   As soon as I heard my neighbor bend his arm   With a submarine the milk was hot   And dangerous like a bed      Nobody understands how wipe washers can breathe cows   Farting magazines are wading in waxed scarecrows      Falling flesh punched me in my bath suit look alike neck   Which controls universe with an iron grip of umbrellas   I'm wiping away some mirrors from the snakes   Without drinking any bus stations      Sorry, I'm in love with a door
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