My Favorite Song
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Even though you want it
You really shouldnt think about it
Treason is a tar pit
Its so tacky to preserve alone
Can you live like a crow?
There your answer.
As you pick at my bones with your friends
and their barren tounges wont fill your lungs.

(Love tends to dry in hands that dont try)
And you can find it in a heart beat, and leave it tangeled in the bed sheets
You burn your bridges inthe backseat then show up widowed on the high street

Come on say youve done it
Though we dont have to talk about it
The stains left on the carpet
Scream loud enough for all to know
Do your legs fail the floor?
Theres your answer
Amistake with a sword
Needs a ransom
Bur youve got no jazz to have the cash

(Love tends to dry in hands that dont try)
And you can find it in a heart beat, and leave it tangeled in the bed sheets
You burn your bridges inthe backseat then show up widowed on the high street
In a coat for assult, desperate and bleak.

Oh so bittersweet!

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That was Bittersweet by Jet Lag Gemini