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In between
the torn bedsheets
of rumor

In between
Your face and mine
Small diagrams

I stop
for a tiny paper cup
Once for wine
And jaws that shut

washed teeth
we bored it out

from our breasts
on the dancefloor door

Would your stride
force my mind

Stationary bikes line the beach front
The digested animal
Hold your mother, dance through the kitchen
Two weeks and it's so cute

Lyrics submitted by BL88

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