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I’m counting on you I’m counting your sins Every lie Is in my black book I wear your eyes Around my neck Through eyes you see into one’s soul Dusty and wounded Your fingernails Are in my pocket All your hands have done Is in my subconscious Green notes and blue accords Your songs are in my bellybutton
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Jul 31, 2010
Jul 31, 2010 at 8:47 AM UTC
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I’m counting on you I’m counting your sins Every lie Is in my black book I wear your eyes Around my neck Through eyes you see into one’s soul Dusty and wounded Your fingernails Are in my pocket All your hands have done Is in my subconscious Green notes and blue accords Your songs are in my bellybutton
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Jul 31, 2010
Jul 31, 2010 at 8:47 AM UTC
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