quixotism
Rswll
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I was high enough to cross your map Split your smoke and call you back Spend a couple weeks unwrapped in your bed Rapturous reds rapping my head We wrapped up the dynamite truth Sang along to crackling fuse Your name: my favourite excuse Taught me like that Caught me like that, singing Six-hundred-sixty-six pop songs Gotta get you out of my head, my love Six-hundred-sixty-six pop songs Gotta get you out of my head, my love But I know you will never get out You know I would rather write it down I know you will never get out You know I would rather write it down Get out, my I, grabbing ankles, yanking me down Only banked on fucking around Sobbing in your kitchen, fallen in love Hearts-on-sleeve so off the cuff You were Captive to a Patti Smith book “Chained to The Rhythm,” Liz Phair, Kate Bush Silhouetted along the Spring greys You were insane! But I’m the same, singing Six-hundred-sixty-six pop songs Gotta get you out of my head, my love Six-hundred-sixty-six pop songs Gotta get you out of my head, my love But I know you will never get out You know I would rather write it down I know you will never get out You know I would rather write it down Get out, my love (Sha-la-la-la la-la la-la la Sha-la-la-la la-la la-la la Sha-la-la-la la-la la-la la Hit me like that, then I let it pass) It’s been years and some time Could call you once mine Can’t call you back, though It hit me like that but I’ve learned… I’ve learned I’ve learned I’ve learned... Six-hundred-sixty-six pop songs Gotta get you out of my Gotta get you out of my Six-hundred-sixty-six pop songs Gotta get you out of my Gotta get you out of my (But I know you will never get out You know I would rather write it down I know you will never get out You know I would rather write out) Six-hundred-sixty-six pop songs Gotta get you out of my head, my love Six-hundred-sixty-six pop songs Gotta get you out of my head, my love But I know you will never get out You know I would rather write it down I know you will never get out You know I would rather write it down Get out, my love (Van Gogh watched from the window I knew then what I’ve always known Van Gogh watched from the window I knew then and I’ve always known) (I’m still running up that hill I’m still running up I’m still running up that hill I’m still running up) (Van Gogh watched from the window I knew then what I’ve always known Van Gogh watched from the window I knew then and I’ve always known) (I’m still running up that hill I’m still running up I’m still running up that hill I’m still running, my) I know I’m thinking, “F*ck you” But I secretly I secretly wanna save you I promise I’ll get so rich I’ll storm into that building Your dingy mess of an apartment That slum that’s no good for you Where I once tried to Keep the kitchen clean Where you sobbed into me Where you loathed my critique And I won’t have to drag you out For my riches will persuade My confidence, which will persuade You to follow me Perhaps another city Buy you some high-end neurotherapy That I read about years ago Still think about to this day Because I still think of you And all the shit You pump into your body Chipping your bullet of a brain Well I’m sorry for laughing at you Rusting the pillars And crumbling the walls Of that monster house you’ve made your home For reasons I never understood Thought if I set fire to the house You’d come running right out But you stayed And I stared I watched you burn So I can understand I know how I know now I will storm into that building Your knight in blazing armour I’ll forgive your dragon And you will be my prince I’ll fashion talismans out of chips on your shoulders Bond your hands in bandages I will save you Save you from yourself I know you better now I can love you now Much deeper than you ever will I’ll be so fucking sorry And you’ll forgive me in the end And finally the sun will set And I will return to sleep Where you don’t take the G without me Where we can sing all these Six-hundred-sixty-six pop songs Six-hundred-sixty-six pop songs We’ll be singing together Six-hundred-sixty-six pop songs We’ll duet over every single one
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