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To be the motion actor Two broken strings attract her A groom, a face, a light-filled room Hesitate to throw a coin in, a wish could be a bad thing My mouth is just a mesh of drool I'm standing on the bridge I won't get hit from up high A talking fish comes as she moves I want to be like water And never need a doctor And carve the earth without my tools (To-oool!) All the things that I relate to well like goggles and paint tubes Transparent paper wings that float above me while I sleep To make the room more natural To think I'm dying, an I'm dying, I'm dyin' The color after sunset You'd do anything to jinx it It'll crush your skull just like a willow He doesn't need a house His shoes can walk for miles There's the drips, the black spots on my pillow
I want to be like water and slip into your throat And make you feel alive and good I want to be like water and ' Never have a doubt And crack the hoods around my pool (Po-oool!) All the things that I relate to well like goggles and paint tubes Transparent paper wings that float above me while I sleep To make the room more natural To think I'm dying, an' I'm dying, I'm dyin' And all the dreams that I awake to read like postulatings And all the things I hate I wish I didn't have to hate To find a room that's natural To live on by in 'em By in 'em, by I don't think you know just what you're doing You pretend to know exactly all the things you keep on moving Said I don't think I know exactly what I'm doing You pretend to know exactly all the things you keep on moving When you wake up from your snoozin' Gonna tell you how to do it my way An' I'll tell you what I'm doin' Lazy night I play my drum Everybody talks bubbling And I got no way to stop it It's a song about the days you spend Without me at our home
If I don't think you know just what you're doing You pretend to know exactly all the things you keep on moving Said I don't think I know exactly what I'm doing But I tend to know exactly all the things you keep on moving When you wake up from your snoozin' Gonna tell you how to do it my way I'll tell you what I'm doin' Lazy night I play my drum Everybody talks bubbling And I got no way to stop it It's a song about the days you spend Without me at our home (x3)
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