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Body In The Rafters
Theres a body in the rafters,
He's calling out to me.
He's saying "this is fate",
And that we were meant to be.
We've kissed in sea's of black,
On playgrounds and in cars.
We've melted close together,
And died in each others arms.
Im a building baby, burn me,
And swallow all my ashes.
Stitch our hearts together,
And dry my wet eyelashes.
You make my mind go blank,
And you turn me inside out.
now I read from right to left,
And forget what Im talking about.
In a noose Ill hang the flowers,
Every rose you give to me.
Because the deeper I fall for you,
Is the deader I will be.
He's calling out to me.
He's saying "this is fate",
And that we were meant to be.
We've kissed in sea's of black,
On playgrounds and in cars.
We've melted close together,
And died in each others arms.
Im a building baby, burn me,
And swallow all my ashes.
Stitch our hearts together,
And dry my wet eyelashes.
You make my mind go blank,
And you turn me inside out.
now I read from right to left,
And forget what Im talking about.
In a noose Ill hang the flowers,
Every rose you give to me.
Because the deeper I fall for you,
Is the deader I will be.
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