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The Microphones
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Phil Elverum
Phil Elverum
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You tore a hole so deep my leak poured out torrentially But now I'm bored My bloody flow is slowed so I can be bored near you Oh, what a loss It didn't show its head until mine was torn and thrown at you And back it grew With glassy eyes locked in contact on the couch with you Oh, boring face We're losing touch I reached and my extended hand went through Now we both know what we have to do
Writer(s): Phillip Whitman Elverum Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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