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Well Rim

from the rock tumbler by chorus house

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I was devilishly born on an island
I cut does to find it
Don't tell me stories of how you live in motion
i'm tired of picking up your feathers when you exhale
i'm not loaded or kind to the skin
By the frame is stones we crushed back then
Baby won't you hold me? even in sin

God, I'm not a ranger but I live in the life
quit walking in on me with your arms broken
and spent the rest avoiding the first seat
But i'm walking now and losing flesh along the way
Bells get stepped on when haling in styes
intromission of hollows to firths
Baby won't you skin me? and free me from wood

Tailored and wrong
and i shined it in with my eye and brought it to my teeth
I don't know much about it
But i ran everything i had through it
cause why wouldn't i love it?
or those races around the yard
and how he made you cross your arms
So what did love get you?
Did you see how it rained today?
that must be nice

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from the rock tumbler, released January 29, 2012

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