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IF I CAN'T HEAR IT, WHY CAN YOU
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I can't really tell
It should be easy, passing
And yet
It's like walking through mud
I think I left my head on my desk
If you find yourself there would you check?
Her skin damp and rough like a sea shell
But I heard it's good luck to caress
Hard workers, a gelatinous sludge
Their ensemble, a velvety red
If death's the state of looking pretty while sleeping
Are all of the dolls simply dead?
Hey, did you hear?
She came to class rotting
And despite such great lengths
There was no sign of stopping
And when the big hand struck three
Came forth mice, sparkling with glee
They were marching in uniform
For they thought she was cheese
Head fervent, damp and sore
The troops in all white at the front lines of the war
One by one, tumbling down
Onomatopoeia as her skull kisses the ground
Her head fervent, damp and sore
The troops in all white at the front lines of the war
But as the battle was finally nearing its end
Came the tragic news that she opened up the drawer
Face unsure how's she's awake in her dream
As the foxes come cheering
Bashing their tambourine
The dream extended his hand
Promised thousands of sheep
All her strings fixed to the branches
Like a swing on a tree
(Ah, ahhhh, la la la
La, la la la la, la la la
La, la la la la, la la la
La, la la la la, la la la
La, la la la la, la la la
La, la la la la, la la la)
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