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| Everything's Sublime does that bittersweet taste remain when bland designs cover the main road? is the centigrade out, and is the farenheit tucked in the centrefold? all the creases and folds, all the planes and the curves are so fragile keep the reins tightly held when the horses start galloping so wild put your cigarette out and let the teachers know everything's sublime keep a bit of it back for when the actor recites his oblique line i would love to be told that pretension's not visiting this year but we see that the scenery's made a silk purse from a sow's ear now heaven's defiled i'll be watching, calm, from the sides weeping as heaven's defiled as the plans hit the brick wall i'll be calm, at the sides, i'll be watching as heaven's defiled back to the songlist... |
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