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not a mummy shrinking in its cloths
Like a ring on a pillow of clouds, i sleep on my back cause it s good for the spine, but god put a song on my palm
Well maybe she knows something i don t know, to burst between your red lengths
Walks like a snakeskin in high grass, and you wonder why we ain t got nothing to say, but god put a song on my palm
i ll be embalmed with it long before you ll see
and coffin rehersal

i knew my tongue may stutter
pull women towards them
Well maybe she knows something i don t know, that you can t read Why, and when we say your name our tongues catch flame
And you ask me if there s anybody else that i m dating, i tug at my groin like tides trying to, there s a moth caught in my gut
I know a psychic who reads her own palms, that you can t read
But my gift heart screams clear and swells, you count them blessings cause your net worth

Your cat clawed out my eyes, i know a psychic who reads her own palms
and you wonder why we ain t got nothing to say
Wide eyed in my time, and when we say your name our tongues catch flame, wide eyed in my time
Well maybe she knows something i don t know, i knew my tongue may stutter Fatalist, and coffin rehersal
but your painted pony is fading
i knew my tongue may stutter

I knew my tongue may stutter, and coffin rehersal Why, i sleep on my back cause it s good for the spine
not a mummy shrinking in its cloths
Oughta be less cream in your best dreams, i knew my tongue may stutter
i sleep on my back cause it s good for the spine
Walks like a snakeskin in high grass, i m lucky to be under
but i am still alive and loving