You gave me this,
Made me give
Your silver grin
Still sticking it in
You have soul machine,
Soul machine
The longest kiss,
Peeling furniture days
Drift madly to you,
Pollute my heart drain
You have broken at me,
Broken me
All your mental armour
Drags me down
Nothing hurts
Like your mouth
Your loaded smiles,
Pretty just desserts
Wish it all for you
So much it never hurts
You have soul machine,
Stone at me
All your mental armour
Drags me down
We can't breathe
When you come around
All your mental armour
Drags me down
Nothing hurts
Like your mouth, mouth,
Mouth, mouth
Your mouth, mouth, mouth
We've been missing
Long before
Never found our way home
We've been missing
Long before
Where we'll find our way
You gave me this,
Made me give
You have soul machine,
Broken free
All your mental armour
Drags me down
We can't breathe
When you come around
All your mental armour
Drags me down
Nothing hurts
Like your mouth, mouth,
Mouth, mouth
Your mouth, mouth, mouth
All your mental armour
All your mental armour
And your mouth,
Mouth, mouth,
"Oswald was a fag..."
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