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A mother sings a lullaby to a child
Sometime in the future the boy goes wild And all his nerves are feeling some kind of energy A walk in the woods and I will try Something under the trees that made you cry It's so erotic when your make-up runs I got wiring loose inside my head I got books that I never ever read I got secrets in my garden shed I got a scar where all my urges bled I got people underneath my bed I got a place where all my dreams are dead Swim with me into your blackest eyes A few minutes with me inside my van Should be so beautiful if we can I'm feeling something taking over me |
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