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Words in my head, atoms splitting up the twins
Rocks inside my head again
Keeps me from your bed, sends me errand boy at swim
To drag my lake for scars

Do the stars conspire
To kill us off with loneliness?
Am I so inspired
That I could save the both of us?

Stayed up all night, rubbing words but they don't take
Now the sun says what a mess you've made
With a bag of beer held like the last girl on earth
To keep your hands from words

Do the stars conspire
To pin us down like butterflies?
A life on trial
Hardened stare America

Sunrise, cemetery nervous breakdown
Saw my angel making eyes at strangers
I was indisposed, I couldn't blame her
Know I came to bury, wound up staying

Verse in my head, first light fingers rake the hills
Turns a landscape into lines
Finds the phantom limbs, connects the dots, I got her name
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Sunrise, cemetery nervous breakdown
Saw my angel making stories for me
Now I know her and she meant to save me
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Do the stars conspire
To shock us into tiny measures?
Can you survive
Going crazy every time you see her?