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Thy Pattern

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And when I slept you'd knead Glue into my wings Tie rocks across my eyes And stab forth for From where I sing And I would not pretend to morn your death I would honestly probably solemnly just tell Jeff And I could explain all sorts of numb But this ain't no, wound-licking tongue And I could explain all sorts of numb But this ain't no, wound-licking tongue I keep trying to finish writing this line About women hiding In their twenties You want to complain, but you're (numb) I am no settler Not a girl in her twenties who knows what the fuck (Let me rephrase) I am no settler and ain't met yet a girl in her twenties who Knows what she wants And I could explain all sorts of numb But this ain't no, wound-licking tongue And I could explain all sorts of numb But this ain't no, wound-licking tongue I am N U M B from T R U S T to the tongue I can tie the stem of a rose with my tongue And the rows of my teeth And woe that I reap I can tie the stem of a rose with my tongue Yeah, you know how to pick them Like a cheetah on a sick one Yeah, you know how to pick them Like a cheetah on a sick one Yeah, you know how to pick them Like a cheetah on a sick one Yeah, you know how to pick them Like a cheetah on a sick one Yeah, you know how to pick them Like a cheetah on a sick one It's my pattern I give it up I give it up I give it up I give it up It's my pattern I give it up I give it up I give it up I give it up It's my pattern I give it up I give it up I give it up I give it up It's my pattern I give it up I give it up I give it up I give it up It's my pattern I give it up I give it up I give it up I give it up It's my pattern