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Intro: F Dm Gm C
F Dm Gm C
You tried to taste me,
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And I take my tongue to the southern tip of your body.
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Our bones are too heavy to come up,
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Squished into a single cell of wood.
I made an excuse.
You found another way to tell the truth.
I put no one else above us.
We'll still be best friends when all turns to dust.
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We are so smooth now.
Our edges are beaten, drift wood whittled down.
Old bodies slip when they make love.
We'll mine our sparks to shoot us above!
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