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Can I kiss your pincushion arms?
Would that make feel as prickly warm?
Flotation device deflates you, bleeds you bare
Angels hand prop you up and breathe you breath
Stop to think as your chance make or break
Fragile figurine, I'll hold you in my hand
I don't want to write a song about a boy I once knew
I don't want to write a song about a boy I once knew
Palling pasting moments as rosy blue
Slips off like burning, and pallor takes a new tone
Pinkening cradles you like milk from breast
And I sigh relief and my lips are sealed
I don't want to write a song about a boy I once knew
I don't want to write a song about a boy I once knew
Saving grace of graceless hope betrays my aching
See right through my see-through disguise
My camouflage turns to vivid, lustrous glow and gleaming
Flotation device deflates you, bleeds you bare
Angels hands prop you up and bring you breath
Stop to think as your chance make or break
Fragile figurine, I'll hold you in my hand, yeah
I don't want to write a song about a boy I once knew
I don't want to write a song about a boy I once knew
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