Picking up broken words
Snipping the tips off
Grinding down the long ones
That wind around your eardrums
Dangerous plastic words
For crowd dispersal
And dumb dumb words
That could blow your head off
This is a story 'bout the three of us,
Down by the water and the tide is rising
This world is burning and I'm terrified
I need a little more time with you, oh
I just need a little more time with you
One fine day you'll sing
Your inevitable love song
Inevitable lie song
Inevitable cry song
Time bends broken bones
Time bends broken bones
'Til they wrap around your throat
And snap around your fingers
This is a story 'bout the three of us,
Down by the water and the tide is rising.
This world is burning and I'm terrified
I need a little more time with you ooo
Down by the water and the tide keeps rising
This world is burning and I'm terrified
I need a little more time with you
Oh I just need a little more time with you
Oh please just a little more time with you
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