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tourniquet (for luck)
Gatherers
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Face up in the dirt
Soaked through
Your head runs skelter
You're holier than God
Shiver when you sing
"I don't feel right
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Come to think, I can't feel much"
Now your harp strums all out of order
You are a death march, my procession tune
A cascade of black balloons
Can't chase it down with miracle water
To rid the taste of your name
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Numb, or just calm?
Who's to say?
Numb, or just calm?
I'll wear your tourniquet for luck
When you bleed me like a faucet
I feel loved
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I feel loved
And now your harp strums all out of order
You are a death march, my procession tune
A cascade of black balloons
I'm falling steadfast, headed for slaughter
My heart pinned to your puritan collar
For you
And you
Nothingness all the time, lover
I need to feel
Nothingness all the time, lover
Now let me be here
Nothingness all the time, lover
I need to feel
Nothingness all the time, lover
Now let me be here
Nothingness all the time, lover
I need to feel
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