Obstacle 1

I wish I could eat the salt off of your lost faded lips

we can cap the old times make playing only logical harm

we can cap the old lines clay-making that nothing else will change

well she can read she can read she can read she can read she's bad

she can read she can read she can read she's bad

oh she's bad



but it's different now

that I'm poor and ageing

I'll never see this face again

you'll go stabbing yourself in the neck



we could find new ways of living make playing only logical harm

we could top the old times clay-making and nothing else will change

but she can read she can read she can read she can read she's bad

she can read she can read she can read she's bad

oh she's bad



it's different now that I'm poor and ageing

I'll never see this place againyou'll go stabbing yourself in the neck

but it's different now that I'm poor and ageing

I'll never see this place again

you'll go stabbing yourself in the neck



it's in the way that she poses

it's in the things that she puts in my hair

her stories are boring and stuff

she's always calling my bluff

she puts the she puts the weights into my little heart

and she gets in my room and she takes it apart

she puts the weights into my little heart

I say she puts the weights into my little heart



she packs it away



it's in the way that she was

her heaven is never enough

she puts the weights in my heart

she puts the she puts the weights into my little heart




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