Bear: "Regina...Regina..."
Reg: "What?"
Bear: "When is that song gonna start?"
R
He's a wounded animal
He lives in a matchbox
He's a wounded
a cannon was fired by the light of the moon
I’m
Too much time spent trying to crawl into a hole
Trying
Aching to pupate
Aching to pupate
Aching to pupate
Aching to pupate
Aching to
All the rowboats, in the paintings
They keep trying to row
I must go on standing
You can't break that which isn't
A boy on a train with a birthmark on his
She lifted the monument in her monumental arms
She was the
You have tamed me
Now you must take me
How am I
Who said I was original?
Who said I was allowed,
To sing
Begin to hope
And all the colors start to change beneath
If I kiss you where it's sore
If I kiss you
Bobbing for apples in Somalia
The man with the iron curtain
She was lying on the floor and counting stretch marks
She
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