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Oil the Shoe if the Critter Knew Any BetterThe balconies of the hotel, lay still waiting for usAsking God for our return, dusk will only know When will you be able to grow another inch? Listen to the llama's words and eat your vegetables You know I never tried to hurt you I know I tried to heal your pain This sudden satisfaction has only given you Another tremendous reason to push me away You know it's not that easy for me To kill my animal Cover it up, cover it up, with oil Cover it up, cover it up, with shoe wax In this beat up house we've been feeling so alone Every single second's creeping, you're finally at age When will you be able to see my father's face? Listen to his midnight stare and take him out to dine The dead have never tried to scare us You think they tried to take your soul This sudden satisfaction has only given you Another tremendous reason to push me away I know it's never been your kind of game Giving you nothing back Cover it up, cover it up, with oil Cover it up, cover it up, with shoe wax The high end tail of Papa's nest Who claws the shell of all our fear The more they snitch, the more their cyst gets kissed Grew up a gentle mouse, you've been feeling so enraged Every single second's creeping, you're finally at age When will you be able to face my Father's words? Haunted by his midnight shade and take him out of mind I feel the winder in your smile Burning my kisses, will... cover him up... |