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Exquisite Corpse Suite Lyrics
Some wounds stay open forever and never healing hurt for all time
Some people fail to recover from things they saw when they were a child
I could never find a contentment playing "The Exquisite Corpse"
I polished every sentence until the cause was lost
It's not necessarily easy to keep up with the pace that we set
Some people lose motivation and growing older move less and less
I could never find contentment playing the "The Exquisite Corpse"
I polished every sentence until the cause was lost
If God made me his image he must be an atheist
The apple most forbidden is still the tastiest
Never once for grace of Halleluiahs
I preferred a love that I could touch
What's a Catholic boy to do? I never had a clue
Irish cream at 13, blow at 22
(Oh if I ever could go back in time
I would want you to be right there with me)
Stupid kid, haunted by the things you never did, oh what a sin
Sorry son, hung up on the things you should've done, son of a gun
Stupid kid, haunted by the things you ever did, oh what a sin
Some people fail to recover from things they saw when they were a child
I polished every sentence until the cause was lost
Some people lose motivation and growing older move less and less
I polished every sentence until the cause was lost
If God made me his image he must be an atheist
The apple most forbidden is still the tastiest
I preferred a love that I could touch
Irish cream at 13, blow at 22
I would want you to be right there with me)
Stupid kid, haunted by the things you never did, oh what a sin
Sorry son, hung up on the things you should've done, son of a gun
Stupid kid, haunted by the things you ever did, oh what a sin
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Submitted by
memoryisram On Feb 26, 2013
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