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Beware the bottled thoughts of angry young men.
secret compartments hide all of the skeletons.
little girl wants to make her home with him,
in the middle of the shore, she wonders
"don't know what you asked for."
"don't know what you asked for."
All your lovers know why nightmares blind their mind's eye.
your rube is young and handsome,so new to your bedroom floor,
you know damn well where you'll go.
I've loved so many times and I've drowned them all.
from their coral graves, they rise up when darkness falls.
with their bones they'll scratch the window, I hear them call,
"don't know what you asked for"
Stay with me under these waves, tonight.
be free for once in your life tonight.
- Jeff Buckey
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