Donnerstag, 24. Februar 2011

Heart-shaped Box



She eyes me like a pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
I've been drawn into your magnet tar pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black


Hey! Wait! I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey! Wait! I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice.. your advice..


Meat-eating orchids forgive no one just yet
I've cut myself on angel hair an baby's breath
Broken hymen of Your Highness, I'm left black
Throw down your umbilical noose so I can climb right back


Hey! Wait! I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your pricelessadvice
Hey! Wait! I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Your advice... your advice..your advice

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