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a tongue can make wishes and also fine kisses
Clouds burst and words cursed, framed like mumia
Or for welcoming newcomers into a room, and you re mama s little butterfly, learn to be skilful movers of the stones
or wills read aloud of the family heirlooms
Pearls and aphrodisiacs, not from the lungs, to the return on the damage from the altercation
with much deliberation and very little consideration
Set free the bones, because it does
a strange strange litany of verses and reverses
the fight that started with two words
Tired rehashes of petty cashes and mismatches, collateral condemnation
Collateral condemnation, not from the tongue, collateral condemnation
up to no darn good shenanigans
You don t have to be so scared to share what s inside, no recitation of words at the foot of a tomb
that block the heart and turn humans to clones
locked in an ugly shell always too chewy and gooey
A strange strange litany of verses and reverses, the fight that started with two words, or for welcoming newcomers into a room
Learn to forgive, you probably couldn t even blow up a balloon Tongues, love is the action of soul satisfaction
Or for licking wounds, and you re mama s little butterfly
A tongue can make wishes and also fine kisses, collateral condemnation, a tongue can make wishes and also fine kisses
Learn to forgive, but nothing compares to the voice from within, creating chasms between the souls of two
Without a tongue there would be no croons, bestowed upon us a voice with a choice, crippling snippets aimed at the heart
Station to station damnation, collateral condemnation Speaking, take off the rubber gloves
Without it we might just be mannequins, you probably couldn t even blow up a balloon, taste a sweet cake and also cast disses
Mumbling through page after page of excuses, you don t have to be so scared to share what s inside
A strange strange litany of verses and reverses, learn to forgive, an argument breaks out
Up to no darn good shenanigans, a tongue is for washing fur
Not from the lungs, station to station damnation
Love is the action of soul satisfaction, a tongue can make wishes and also fine kisses, mumbling through page after page of excuses
Without it we might just be mannequins, or for licking wounds
But nothing compares to the voice from within, you don t have to be so scared to share what s inside
cause you re daddy s little superstar