Magic Dirt - X-ray Lyrics
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| Magic Dirt
- X-ray Lyrics
Album: Take her to the room, Find out what's wrong, But there's nothing wrong with her. It's the reel, of only one venture, Taking me back to a stainless closure, Pull apart the little girl strapped on that X-ray, Pull apart the little churl, so she can't Get away, Epic trouble, In slumberland, Forgot, The Dreams that I had, Because, Of the trouble in my hand, Septic colons spur the lift of the man. We write, with a doubt in our hand. Take her to the room, find out what's Wrong, There's nothing wrong with Her, Filthy sand is all I had, With dreams of trouble, All I had Was One Woman.
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