Like An Animal

The Glove

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    One mile in the air that's where she lives
    Her body looks so thin and pink and small
    Dropping eggs from nervous shaking hands
    And swallowing her fingers as they fall

    Two people dance on the edge
    Three of us push them away
    There's nowhere to go we're all in this
    But nothing can hurt us at all

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    Fight her all you want you'll never win
    Couldn't we just once leave her in bed
    Let the dry air cut her happy throat
    Hide her heart and lose her happy head

    First I was a murderer then I was a saint
    Now I live on stolen time twist and run like paint
    Like an animal

    Tuesday in the Sun nothing could be worse
    Not now not ever not anymore
    Like an animal

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