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Got your bones spread out on the dance
Chomping bits on way to the supermarket
Well respected, well received, the piano and the
Own the reason that we all are it
Scene two got an itchy feeling are trapped in
Give the a document to photograph those still life images

You make me talk, fire couldn't make me talk, is any, is any, is any...
You make me talk, fire couldn't make me talk
They in, they came in, through the window...

I waited around for clock for these dirty words
Take of my tongue when you're pressing it down
Against the floor of my mouth a pulse in every drop of history
Space is for the questioner
At small things, the smallest that could ever be stolen
Briefcases hold a piece of a broken arm, a ratchet hand

Move right to the with a light bulb overhead

You make me talk, fire couldn't make me talk, is any, is any, is any...
You can't make me talk, fire couldn't me talk
They came in, they in, through the window...

Bury your knife, your knife...