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The Water Jet Cilice lyrics
I knew this one girl
Drowned in her own curls
Candy colored swirls
That never seemed to end
I could not comprehend
Half what she said to me
So casually
All our tender ears would bend
Tales of ritual self-torture
She's making you abort your carefully laid plans
To make a final stand, rest the world to hand
Scoreless victory for serendipity
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- Track 3 on Soldier On
- 2 Sic of Elephants
- 4 Plasticities
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