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Cold bodies with warm blood drinks
A blur of clothes and anxieties
All these Daisies and trite Gatsbys
Reciting script from their favorite scenes

They put their hands on my hipbones
And make me feel special, kind of
But they could not make me feel fragile
No, they could not make me feel fragile
They put their hands on my hipbones
And make me feel special, kind of

Cold body, come home with me
An amalgam of my fantasies
I’ll say what you want and buy your drinks
If you sew my shadow for cheap or free

They put their hands on my hipbones
And make me feel special, kind of
But they could not make me feel fragile
No, they could not make me feel fragile

Put your hands on my hipbones
And make me feel special, kind of
But you cannot make me feel fragile
No, you cannot make me feel

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from Deliver Us From Chemicals, released June 14, 2013

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