It's a familiar sound, we're under attack
We're gonna stand our
Saying sooth with a crooked tooth
Turn a crooked time of
Numb above the waist
Come apart and call courageously
But that gives
Cut up and call called away
Cacaphonously played
You wound me up
I
Arms down
We can talk it out
I don't want to think
Now it's 10am and I'm startling slow
I've got a shirt
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