You're Damaged Waxahatchee
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[A]Come right [E]back.
Buy all that they [A]have.
Convenient di[E]sguise,
We distantly [A]laugh
You are [E]eleven.
199[A]7.
God is impl[E]icit.
Your luck is cons[A]istent.
And no I can n[E]ot see into the [A]future,
No I cann[E]ot breathe under[A]water.
[B]Bit your last [A]word, I
Call out to [B]you,
This place is v[A]ile, and I'm vile [BAEA]too.
My gal and f[E]ather,
Vomit and w[A]ater,
We're not alone[E] here,
We invent our [A]own fear.
And separately [E]we [A]will see
chaos condo[E]lence d[A]efeat
[E] [A] [E] [A] [E] [A]
And now in t[E]his place,[A]
You talk to my s[E]hell[A]
You keep double [E]wides[A]
You dream in mo[E]tels[A]
And my words are [E]ugly,
And you can't d[A]iscern me,
God's buried [E]under,
Your damaged [A]wonder
And no I can[E]not see into the [A]future,
No I cann[E]ot breathe underw[A]ater.
[B]With sabers and s[A]ticks, we'll run to o[B]ur peace
Kept undis[A]closed and told of a [B]me[A]mo[E]ry[A].
[A]And in this d[E]ejection,
Lives a conne[A]ction
Tattoo your vain s[E]ilence
And all my re[A]sistence,
We'll cut our hands [E]agape and man[A]ifest
Compassion we'll [E]lose with time a[A]nd test.
[E] [A] [E] [A] [E]
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