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Flaming Lips There Your Are

hands raised, body tired And the sheets are across the floor You tell me that love don't last Drawin? circles with your fingernails across my back As your lips

your body in flames scortchin' I like to see a part of your brain auctioned I like to see inside of your main organs I like to see inside of your veins

cannibal, an animal your feigned compassion slips with every word that passes your lips where then where will we be when there's nothing left to heed you are not your

're frozen in carbonite Got telescopic sight Flame throwers on my wrist You still don't get the gist Spiked boots are made to kick Targets are made

IX In dream: You are there As the tip of the tongue collapses towards the teeth And the waters of dream mass around You are there: You are there Suddenly and silently You are

CINDERELLA........................................ Cinderella are you really that happy? Cinderella are you really that lucky? I wanna know is your

say unto you, there is none righteous enough to resist, no, not one... For your hands are defiled with blood, and your fingers with iniquity; Your lips

and Morris Stay spittin lines there is no chorus Deploying the troublesome, sleep and bubblegum That's a double dumb, hum if you feel where I'm coming from Do it til your lips are

flames Just the chimney Where there's smoke there's fire But I'm such a good liar You can't read the signals And my lips are sealed Saying words that deal Your