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
Most carefully laid plans
To make a final stand
The rest threw up their hands
Scoreless victory for serendipity
Tales of ritual sef-torture
She's making you abort your
Most carefully laid plans
TO make a final stand
The rest threw up their hands
In scoreless victory for serendipity
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