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Fool by Phemiec
Fool
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Boy, you get my guts tied up in such a twisted noisy ruckus
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Heaven sent that you are, wouldn’t lift a claw or cut me off ‘cause
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Rambling as I ever am I shamble to your chair and stables
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Watch you all enraptured as you shuffle cards and stutter fables
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Break my habit, you’re my habit, I’d trade my limbs for one of you
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Two legs for two lips, now I’d say that’s a fair trade, wouldn’t you?
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Drop my habit, you’re my habit, I’d trade my habit to get you back and I’m
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Like a fool without a calling, like a heartsick fool
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Boy, you like to play the martyr, but if I pray a little harder
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If I close the window and come back here when I’m not so sober
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If I said it plainly not in riddle-rhymes, all cagey,
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Would you answer with a smile made of brackets or look at me strangely?
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Break my habit, you’re my habit, I’d trade my limbs for one of you
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Two legs for two lips, now I’d say that’s a fair trade, wouldn’t you?
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Drop my habit, you were my habit, I’d trade my habit to get you back and
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It’s you and I again just writing, shiftless, click clack clicking, grinning
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Like a fool without a calling, like a heartsick fool
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Boy, you’re on the floor and on my fingers, dripping from my kisses
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Eyes so vacant, would you hate it, if I said you look delicious?
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The laughter dies and rots inside me, brother, it is you all over
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Stay beside me here and guide me, unrequited would-be lover
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Took my miracle, you’re my miracle, I’d trade my brains for one of you
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Two gods for two voices, I’d say that’s a fair trade, wouldn’t you?
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Need a miracle, you’re my miracle, I’d trade a miracle to get you back and I’m
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Left without a friend, soaked to the bone and backwards bent
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I’m seeing shades, screaming repent your sickness leave it here for lent
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Now witness, here, a fool without a calling! I’m a heartsick fool.
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Still the fool without a calling, still a fucking fool.
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