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i will be the fire on your lips, but im overlooked and underfed you keep me in the basement where you threw me out with the bathwater and i will be the fury in your fists throwing out the things, the things i thought i wanted to be wasting so much time, on things i thought i wanted to be i just see a little baby boy, who wont admit that he fucks up hes looking for the fire and the fury it takes to be a man but i just see a little baby boy throwing out the things, the things i thought i wanted to be wasting so much time, on things i thought i wanted to be got a brand new face, so brittle that its falling apart its a brand new day, this time why dont we take it from scratch your arms believe, they are for reaching, reach for me your tongue believes, it is for tasting, taste of me ive got a secret, and youve got a problem ill disappear, oh, ill disappear throwing out the things, the things i thought i wanted to be wasting so much time, on things i thought i wanted to be got a brand new face, so brittle that its falling apart its a brand new day, this time why dont we take it from scratch |