666 ʇ

Sixes hang in the door
 What kind of shit to ignore
 I've cut the cloth
 (Ooh, hard line circle)
 How to know who to write?
 How to know who can cull up all the questions?
 (We know that I'm right, 'cause)
 To clean out a night
 I fell in love
 I heard about it
 (Bit by bit, bit by bit)
 I heard about it
 (Bit by bit, bit by-)
 I heard about it, no
 (Bit by bit, bit by bit)
 And so it's not in your clasp
 Then what's the function or the task?
 Well, I'd stun and I'd stammer
 Help me reach the hammer
 (For then what will I ask?)
 That's a pair of them docks
 Mooring out two separate lochs
 Ain't that some kind of quandry? (-waundry)
 Take me into your palms
 What is left when unhungry?
 I learned about it
 (Bit by bit, bit by bit)
 I learned about it
 (Bit by bit, bit by bit)
 I've learned about it, no
 (Bit by bit, bit by bit)
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 I'm still standing in
 Still standing in the need of prayer
 The need of prayer
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 No, I don't know the path
 Or what kind of pith I've amassed
 Long lines of questions
 Lessons, lessons, lessons
 But what do you lose to concede?
 And yes, it's hard to believe
 When 'em sold for your sleeves
 Just come off of your kneel
 Please, please, please
 I can admit to conceal
 No, that's not how that's supposed to feel
 Oh, no (it's not for broader appeal)
 Fuck the fashion of it, dear
 I've laughed about it
 (Bit by bit, bit by-)
 I've laughed about it
 (Bit by bit, bit by-)
 I've laughed about it, no
 (Bit by bit, bit by bit)