The Number Twelve Looks Like You (TNTLLY of The #12)

The Number Twelve Looks Like You (TNTLLY of The #12) - Like a Cat songtekst

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Give him back his sweater

 that poor fellow has only orchestrated symphonies

 into the poisoned ant hills 

You have tried I'm afraid

don't let it hurt

I shouldn't stay 

show your cards now 

I want out stain the tub

clot the streak

cock the wheel

push it deep 

fallen shade drowsy left me hopeless

carve my head

great disguise took a breath 

gave it back 

early-aged,self pitying, misfit, experience, coincidence, quality menstruating.

it makes more sense to speak nonsense 

What is it like to scatter organs all over a deeply pasteurized land

Just like a cat without a mouse

it masturbates 

it violates Sadistic dresser

Maybe it's the ability to choose

that makes a wounded player take to the field

and laugh at his injury 

than to be fed peas and carrots by his sitter 

Farewell to the oldsmobile 

acknowledge the new models 

farewell farewell 

Set me back in my old sweater

for an hour or two

I can obtain satisfaction mutilating ones humilating me

You have tried I'm afraid

don't let it hurt

I shouldn't stay

show your cards 

now I want out 

strain the tub

clot the steak

cock the wheel 

push it deep 

fallen shade drowsy left me hopeless

carve my head

great disguise took a breath gave it back

early-aged self pitying misfit

What is the point of laying in a comfortable position if you can't fall asleep in it?
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