The Second Talk

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Matching walk Of a day through November I said, "There are two ways I could pull this hand out There are two ways I could pull out empty, or I could put out four How the rest of the day goes, it depends solely on you" Fucking is a dangerous game If you wanna leave it Go out the same way you got into it So take a lump like a lump should be taken And move on down the road Because who knows what Whoa, you got guts Where your lover Left for a day or Almost a minute Almost a minute Waiting Waiting while shaking And it's hot, this hate And I reached out into the space between my pants and my shirt I come out with this hand I come out with somethin' that's gonna hurt What quite a relief Where you deny it And I hide it This trundle of time It's mine oh mine Gray days all the way past What remains and really what doesn't stay Spoons tap against cup side In time to our lies In time to our lies Once somebody gets hurt In time to our lies
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