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Text: Subtle. Arsenic Chic.

I see bow, kite and bones.
I really am,
and you'd excuse me if my throat fell out.
Say, I'm a window-
and windows fall to pieces.. to pieces.
And then while I'm in headphones
in headphones on an airplane, in an earthquake.

Skull sighted.
I can't see far away
but I can see the entire universe
and then I caught that a teeter-totter fever.
But I can see the entire universe
and then I caught that a teeter-totter fever.
Like a rash.

Arsenic Chic.
Arsenic Chic.
Arsenic Chic.
She wore arsenic chic.
Arsenic Chic.
Arsenic Chic.
Arsenic Chic.
She wore arsenic chic.