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The National
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Warm Singing Whores
She puts holes through the drift Through the drift She paints ceilings on stars My lover builds drills (?)
She kisses my forehead Then pays me to touch her Then takes me to bed by the hand Takes me to bed by the hand My lover builds drills (?)
Warm singing whores For government Warm singing whores No no advice No commentary thank you No advice
We know these days should be better than these days We know these days should be better than these days We know these days
She kisses the cops on the lips And she takes them to Paris And tucks them in She takes them by the hand Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And tucks them in She begs me to touch her She begs me to touch her
She dresse in rainbows And curls over to me My lover refuses to let me believe That men will be me From revenge to revenge To revenge to revenge
Warm singing whores For government Warm singing whores No no advice No commentary thank you No advice
We know these days should be better than these days We know these days should be better than these days We know these days
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