Gildan 5000 White ink on Black shirts. You dance to the phonograph tweeting the reeds, and pretend that it's all fine when you're with me.
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lyrics
There's a snake in my room
Yeah, he lives in my dresser.
I don't have the heart to kick him out.
He speaks in my voice and he tells me the heartsick secrets I keep to myself.
He says "You don't know how to love, and god forbid nobody knows how to love you, too."
I can't tell the difference between his lies and his truths.
But I can hear the planes roaring to life overhead.
And every single night their engine din draws me from bed.
So let the acid rain wash over me in a flood of chemicals.
Baptize me in oil, I don't need this blood anymore.
My heart will hiss with steam and my lungs will fill with smog.
Ask me all about the boy who wished for wings and got it wrong.
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