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Mar 2013
i'm starting to get the feeling
that i'm being jipped
duped
what do they say?
wool over the eyes
an' ****
i wore that little black dress
with the frazzled flowers
and the scooped neck
that you like
(i guess i didn't know you liked it...)
funny that the neck is called scooped
you wanted to scoop
me out of
that dress
tonight

i always get this feeling
when i trip
and fall in love
as i stand up,
scrape myself off
i am
suddenly suspicious...
what the hell did i trip over
anyway
you gotta trip
to fall
i get the feeling
that i tripped over a mountain
and fell in a puddle
what the **** was the whole mountain **** about
i'm really not too keen on this puddle
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Redshift  F
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