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| 4:30 | 
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If it weren't for your maturity
None of this would have happened If you weren't so wise beyond your years I would've been able to control myself If it weren't for my attention You wouldn't have been successful, and If it weren't for me You would never have amounted to very much Ooh this could be messy, but You don't seem to mind Ooh don't go telling everybody, and Overlook this supposed crime We'll fast-forward to a few years later No one knows except the both of us And I have honored your request for silence And you've washed your hands clean of this You're essentially an employee And I like you having to depend on me You're a kind of protégé And one day you'll say you learned all you know from me, and I know you depend on me Like a young thing would to a guardian I know how you sexualize me Like a young thing would and I think I like it Ooh this could get messy, but Ooh, you don't seem to mind Ooh, don't go telling everybody And overlook this supposed crime We'll fast-forward to a few years later No one knows except the both of us I've more than honored your request for silence And you've washed your hands clean of this What part of our history's reinvented and under rug swept? What part of your memory is selective and tends to forget? What with this distance it seems so obvious? Just make sure you don't tell on me Especially to members of your family We best keep this to ourselves And not tell any members of our inner posse I wish I could tell the world 'Cause you're such a pretty thing when you're done-up properly I might want to marry you one day If you'd watch that weight and keep your firm body Ooh this could be messy Ooh I don't seem to mind Ooh don't go telling everybody And overlook this supposed crime We'll fast-forward to a few years later No one knows except the both of us And I have honored your request for silence And you've washed your hands clean of this |
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| 2. |
| 4:36 |
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My misery has enjoyed company
and although I have ached I don't threaten anybody sometimes I feel more bigness than I've shared with you sometimes I wonder why I quell when I'm not required to I've tried to be small I've tried to be stunted I've tried roadblocks and all my happy endings prevented sometimes I feel it's all just too big to be true I sabotage myself for fear of what my bigness could do fear of bliss and fear of joyitude fear of bigness (and ensuing solitude?) I could be golden I could be glowing I could be freedom but that could be boring sometimes I feel this is too scary to be true I sabotage myself for fear of losing you this talk of liberation makes me want to go lie down under the covers til the terror of the unknown is gone I could be full I could be thriving I could be shining sounds isolating sometimes I feel this is too good to be true I sabotage myself for fear of what my joy could do |
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| 3. |
| 4:10 |
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You and me: we're cut from the same cloth
It seems to some we famously get along But you and me are strangers to each other 'Cause you and me: competitive to the bone Such tragedy to trample on each other With how much we've endured With the state this land is in And you and me feel join-ed by only gender We are not all for one and one for all Sister blister we fight to please the brothers We think their acceptance is how we win They're happy we're climbing over each other To beg the club of boys to let us in You and me estrange-ed from the mother You and me have felt impotent in our skin You and me have taken it out on each other You and me disloyal to the feminine Such a pity to disavow each other With how far we've come With how strong we've been And you and me are on this pendulum together And you and me with scarcity still fueling Sister blister we fight to please the brothers We think their acceptance is how we win They're happy we're climbing over each other To beg the club of boys to let us in We may not have priorities same We may not even like each other We may not be hugely anti-men But such a cost to dishonor a sister You and me have made it harder for the other We forget how hard separatism has been You and me we can help change their minds together You and me in alignment until the end Sister blister we fight to please the brothers We think their acceptance is how we win They're happy we're climbing over each other To beg the club of boys to let us in Sister blister we fight to please the brothers We think their acceptance is how we win They're happy we're climbing over each other To beg the club of boys to let us in |
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