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Shins The Oh Inverted World

Shut out, pimpled and angry. I quietly tied all my guts into knots. Gave up on trying to make them, I figured it'd take them too long to look up and besides

Girl inform me all my senses warn me Your clever eyes could easily disguise Some backwards purpose It's enough to make me nervous. Do you harbor sighs

As someone sets light to the first fire of autumn We settle down to cut ourselves apart. Cough and twitch from the news on your face And some foreign

You may notice certain things before you die Mail them to me should they cause Your algebra to fail Cole and Macey lost their eyes To the finer points

Doted on like seeds planted in rows The untied shoelaces of you life Nutured all year then presssed in a book Or displayed in bad taste at the table

Shut out, pimpled and angry. I quietly tied all my guts into knots. Gave up on trying to make them, I figured it'd take them too long to look up and

Gold teeth and a curse for this town were all in my mouth. Only, i don't know how they got out, dear. Turn me back into the pet that i was when we

Doted on like seeds planted in rows The untied shoelaces of you life Nutured all year then presssed in a book Or displayed in bad taste at the table

Several days a month you made The mile to my house, And had me do a stroll with you. Far below a furry moon Our purposes crossed The weird divide