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Bright Eyes Pull My Hair

And less like it's math When you pull on my hair And bite me like that Something more like a song And less like it's math When you pull on my hair And

And less like it's math When you pull on my hair And bite me like that Something more like a song And less like it's math When you pull on my hair And

And less like it's math When you pull on my hair And bite me like that Something more like a song And less like it's math When you pull on my hair And

've been watching me fall for it seems like years Watching me grow small, I watch me disappear Slipping on out my ordinary world, out my ordinary eyes

bright white glare. "keep steppen". cant sell here. dont need your blunts poppin burning facial hair, i would rather quit smoking then buy ur drama nightmares in my

shall be my wife." Time after time Metal kisses stone Tired lungs breathe in The dust of her birth, and his eyes shed a tear "Arianna, I grow weary; My

speeches about the sun being bad, like the beast can't come out because the sun's too bright and the sun hurts his eyes or something -- you show up all

play John Wilkes Booth Although my family came and bitched and in the play my role was switched My grandma told me I was fixed my problems wasn't fixed My family seen my

I see you all the rays of the sun Are streaming through the waves in your hair And every star in the sky is taking aim at your eyes Like a spotlight The beating of my