01 April 2008
high. low.
if i could talk i'd tell you
the lemonheads
Half past 9, quarter to ten
10:15, and we're coming around again
hold off, are we going soft?
Flushed my Zoloft, and we're comin' around again
Found out, and i almost drowned
Walked back down, and we're coming around again
If I could talk I'd tell you
If I could smile I'd let you know
You are far and away
My most imaginary friend
Khmer Rhouge, and genocide qua
Your place or mein kempf, now i'm givin' the dog a bone
slight hunch, without the vaguest clue
to keep the blood balanced, now we're coming around again
half past 9, quarter two,
10:15, and we're comin' around again
If I could talk I'd tell you
If I could smile I'd let you know
You are far and away
My most imaginary friend
If I could talk I'd tell you
If I could smile I'd let you know
You are far and away
My most imaginary friend
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