It's a backwards attraction to your forward eyes
But you're so far-sighted that you can't place trust
In what or who you recognize
We sped the Plymouth cross the banks of the Mississippi river
Mary timony was smaller then a super ball
Chitter-chatter all these secrets started giving me the shivers
Plain and simply broken down near Olympia
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I think your bruise was understanded,
Cause you can't feel this anymore
It's getting bluer and you can't keep faking
That you can't feel this anymore