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Skylah Pendall, Chris Fenn, 2012, taking over
How long is a piece of string unraveled, outreached, naked, on a plank canvas for you to fill?
How long is a piece of string unraveled, outreached, naked, on a plank canvas for you to fill?
Pull the heartstrings of my mind,
Don't you worry I'll be fine
Girl, I catch you every time
Girl, I catch you every time
Yeah I'm likely not to fuss
Who's around and who's with us
Girl, I catch you every time
Girl, I catch you every time
Pull the heartstrings of my mind,
Don't you worry I'll be fine
Girl, I catch you every time
Girl, I catch you every time
Yeah I'm likely not to fuss
Who's around and who's with us
Girl, I catch you every time
Girl, I catch you every time
Pull the heartstrings of my mind,
Don't you worry I'll be fine
Girl, I catch you every time
Girl, I catch you every time
Yeah I'm likely not to fuss
Who's around and who's with us
Girl, I catch you every time
Girl, I catch you every time
Girl, I catch you every time
Girl, I catch you every time
Girl, I catch you every time
Girl, I catch you every time
Girl, I catch you every time
Girl, I catch you every time
Girl, I catch you every time
Girl, I catch you every time
Oh, how this reminds me of a certain situation…
Turn your head to the sound of the silence
'Cause we only come out when things are terribly quiet, terribly quiet
I will catch you every time
I will catch you every time
I will catch you every time
I will catch you every time
I will catch you every time
I will catch you every time
I will catch you every time
I will catch you every time
This is not the meanings of an end
Just a chance for something different
Through the change of perspective
Our comprehension is hindered
By the sound of a sound
Yeah, we'll discover…
We'll discover...
We'll discover...
When it's time…
How long was that piece of string unraveled, outreached, naked, on a plank canvas that you filled?
How long was that piece of string unraveled, outreached, naked, on a plank canvas that you filled?
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You took it all real good, I knew it
But now where does that leave us?
People gonna start to say, me and you have walked away
You took it all real good, I knew it
But now where does that leave us?
People gonna start to say, me and you have walked away
Walked away
Walked away
For us who dance with reckless abandon
For us who dance with reckless abandon
For us who dance with reckless abandon
For us who dance, for us who dance
You won't get away from me, from me
You won't get away from me, from me
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So you think the first generation
Of Pokemon is cool, but that's it?
Sorry but I gotta say, that's just some Tauros shit
Pokemon is still the tits, maybe you just can't handle it
Ohhh, no I just didn't
This shit be critical hitting
You had the only Mew on the playground,
You were the boss of middle school
But after that if you had Pokemon at all
You just weren't cool
How could you turn your back
On the best friends you had?
They'd take a bubble beam for you
They are true comrades
If hating on Pokemon is your goal
Then you suck says Rapidash Hole
Harder than Giga Drain
You're so lame that it's insane
You blow my mind, but you don't care
Like a Diglett sitting in a chair
"But every game's the same
Played it once, you've played em all"
Now remind me how you defend football
Let's get back to Gary's mom, yes let's discuss that hoe
She's seen more random dongs than the busiest of Dittos
Trashier than Garbodor, easier than Pokemon Snap
She needs a hefty serving of double pimp slap
More people go missing in her Cloyster than in Mt. Moon
Escape Ropes are as useless as fighting with a Kakuna
The sight of her turns a Thick Club into a puny nub
Gary only exists thanks to a trusty PP-Up
Ohhhhhhh shit son
He's gonna need a burn heal for that one!
How could you turn your back
On the best friends you had?
They'd take a bubble beam for you
They are true comrades
If hating on Pokemon is your goal
Then you suck says Rapidash Hole
I did my lyrics for you
Yeah, tell me how that shit fucking went
John Nelson, you are a god among men
And this is how this song fuckin' ends
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I must not fear
Fear is, the mind killer
Fear is, the little death
That brings, total oblivion
I must not fear
Fear is, the mind killer
Fear is, the little death
That brings, total oblivion
Hulking out I'm a fucking monster
Pussy bitch I'm a fucking loser
They call me a sidekick for good reason
I'm barely helpful during any season
Where ya been now, Earthworm Bubba?
The enchanted sword has been looking for ya
You fucked up the past and now the present's worse
I'll stand idly by whilst you destroy the "curse"
Don't you fucking forget this bitch
Without me you're total shit
I'm the hero here
Sidekick of the year
eschew reparation
eschew alteration
Don't you fucking forget
I'm the real hero here
If it weren't for me, you'd be shit
Can I at least get sidekick of the year
Don't you fucking forget
I'm the real hero here
If it weren't for me, you'd be shit
Can I at least get sidekick of the year
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Admixing generations, reveals our limitations
Increasing contemplations, releasing inculpations
Admixing generations, reveals our limitations
Increasing contemplations, releasing inculpations
My pate it pangs, it vibrates
My eyes widen and dilate
As we distend under the weight of eons yet to create
No need to perceive lectures
When screens remove their textures
Sheen white marble architecture
Will remove the ancestor
Mesomorphs, can't you hear
The screeching from our yesteryear?
Trial and error won\t be for the better
Let's start from the beginning with an occum's scissor
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