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You choose the place And you choose the time Before I step You draw the line Drinking wine from a paper cup So I can feel you Start to fall for a girl That ain't real I can't believe what a beakless bird You have been I saw the photograph Now I'm burning the bridge I can't believe what a beakless bird You have been I saw the photograph Now I'm burning the bridge Hand full of strangers Who pass the time Mouth full of piss It's just so it's mine Poppin' pills from a paper cup So I can feel you Start to play with a dog That ain't real I can't believe what a beakless bird You have been I saw the photograph Now I'm burning the bridge I can't believe what a beakless bird You have been I saw the photograph Now I'm burning the bridge Love what you've lost Til it bites your hand Do you want To another man Drinking off in a So I can feel you Start pray to a god That ain't real I can't believe what a beakless bird You have been I saw the photograph Now I'm burning the bridge I can't believe what a beakless bird You have been I saw the photograph Now I'm burning the bridge |
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