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There's no box to tick for red so I put down blue instead 'Cause it's closest there's to grey in the categories And the veins within the whites are a statement of demise Doe eyes, you should stay at home licking batteries And I feel like I'm the host of a terrible game-show And the guests on today's quiz are celebrities Won't respond to any clues, they're just cracking jokes for views But the answers to these questions mean everything I had a friend who had made a flag day Blood on their hands from shards of a heartbreak I have known friends to crack from love's weight Blossom in ribcage, until their backs break Oh, it won't get better That doesn't mean it's gonna get any worse You'll finally draft a life-long love letter Signed to the man who will be driving your hearse Salacia's in the depths and if I avoid the nets Threaten, "I'll cuckold you, Neptune" for definite Meet between the dog and wolf with the hoarfrost underfoot And I'll show you every fire in Delphinus A heart of stone, rind so tough it's crazy That's why they call me the avocado, baby A heart of stone, rind so tough it's crazy That's why they call me the avocado, baby May she who casts the first fist of dirt across the casket Have mourners lick the mud from her fingernails 'Tween the breadth'a your arms span, I was a renaissance man Books of lies stacked either side, you were my carrell I had a friend who had made a flag day Blood on their hands from shards of a heartbreak I have known friends to crack from love's weight Blossom in ribcage, until their backs break I had a friend who had made a flag day (A heart of stone, rind so tough it's crazy) Blood on their hands from shards of a heartbreak (That's why they call you the avocado, baby) I have known friends to crack from love's weight (A heart of stone, rind so tough it's crazy) Blossom in ribcage, until their backs break (That's why they call you the avocado, baby) Oh, it won't get better That doesn't mean it's gonna get any worse You'll finally draft a life-long love letter Signed to the man who will be driving your hearse I had a friend who had made a flag day (A heart of stone, rind so tough it's crazy) Blood on their hands from shards of a heartbreak (That's why they call you the avocado, baby) I have known friends to crack from love's weight (A heart of stone, rind so tough it's crazy) Blossom in ribcage, until their backs break (That's why they call you the avocado, baby) A heart of stone, rind so tough it's crazy That's why they call me the avocado, baby (That's why they call you the avocado, baby) A heart of stone, rind so tough it's crazy That's why they call me the avocado, baby (That's why they call you the avocado, baby) (A heart of stone, rind so tough it's crazy) (That's why they call you the avocado, baby) (A heart of stone, rind so tough it's crazy) (That's why they call you the avocado, baby)
Writer(s): Thomas Edward Bromley, Gareth David Paisey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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