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Arlo Disarray Mar 2015
I made a voodoo doll of you to stick some needles in
I filled your heart with knives and stuck your face with pins
And every time I cry now, I make another hole
I'll stick you full of needles and crack open your skull

I visited the witch doctor to have her shrink my head
But she misunderstood and she shrunk my heart instead
So now my chest is empty and my head still grows and grows
It's so huge, I lose balance and fall right off my toes

I stole a wizard's spellbook to find the magic words
Shouting gibberish into the wind, it's just so absurd
I would yell a thousand spells to make my heart complete
But my words just fall flat and then blow right down the street

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