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You learn to sit and learn to listen.
You learned you're not lost if you're not looking.
Your sick with wonder and complete in your sickness.
You've been thinking about your brain,
And you lost faith in names.
But believing in belief remains a rule in any game.
O Jeffery.
O it's a small town and everyone's in on it,
But don't be ashamed to name what you want,
And don't be afraid to say what you mean.
Name your needs however you need name them,
And when the smoke comes rising around your mirror,
After midnight, never forget a vampire must be invited in.
O Jeffery.
So you suspect me of something cuz I'm new around here,
And a bit strange right? Well let the mother's faint,
Cuz I'm putting the fun back in funeral.
Let the dead fix memory's solution- I'm finally quieting any room's hum and the roar of the outdoors. So what if you are what you eat and I'm most comfortable handcuffed. I've only one question left unanswered by both Sid Vicious and my mother: Me Who?
You learned you're not lost if you're not looking.
Your sick with wonder and complete in your sickness.
You've been thinking about your brain,
And you lost faith in names.
But believing in belief remains a rule in any game.
O Jeffery.
But don't be ashamed to name what you want,
And don't be afraid to say what you mean.
Name your needs however you need name them,
And when the smoke comes rising around your mirror,
After midnight, never forget a vampire must be invited in.
O Jeffery.
And a bit strange right? Well let the mother's faint,
Cuz I'm putting the fun back in funeral.
Let the dead fix memory's solution- I'm finally quieting any room's hum and the roar of the outdoors. So what if you are what you eat and I'm most comfortable handcuffed. I've only one question left unanswered by both Sid Vicious and my mother: Me Who?
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I'm finally quieting any room's hum. and You are what you eat and I'm most comfortable handcuffed.
the beginning of this song is cute. but the lyrics are what pulled me in
i may be wrong but it sounds like he's saying:
well let the mothers faint, 'cause i'm putting the fun back in funeral.
Seems like a kind of sequel to "Sing the Scarecrow Song". Also, Jeffery? Jeffery Dahmer? Kinsella uses serial killer imagery in a number of songs, without directly depicting murder. This tendency is most notable in "I Want the Blindingly Cute to Confide in Me" by Owls, which always reminds me of "Zombie" by Joyce Carol Oates in song form.