Eyesore

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Eyesore

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The sound of your hand on my face Makes a perfect pop And every finger in the place Was happy as it gets What's with the second look Do the same thing in my place Why have our lives become so sordid And desperate And desperate And desperate Conversation's undefined so you still Try to tame me Doesn't work, you have to scream Your head off, and try to maim me We go round the yard And round the yard And round the yard Get desperate We're desperate Get desperate Yeah I know it's an eyesore Don't touch couldn't ask for more Touch us where it is I swear it is Don't breathe, don't think, don't sigh, don't blink Don't tread the floor Are you with me, are you with me, are you with me, not The one who's screaming with me, are you with me, are you Guess not I know myself Despise myself Desperate Get desperate Get desperate Yeah I know it's an eyesore Don't touch couldn't ask for more Touch us where it is I swear it is Don't breathe, don't think, don't sigh, don't blink Don't tread the floor I swear it is I swear it is Man I know it's an eyesore Don't touch couldn't ask for more Touch us where it is I swear it is Don't breathe, don't think, don't sigh, don't blink Don't tread the floor

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  • Fig Dish