Heart Transplant

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Lyrics

Tied to the fray at the end of a lullabye
 This little doll's at the end of her rope
 How many bodies can hang from a fig tree?
 Over the thistles at the end of the road
 I can smell chamomile through blackening nostrils
 Isn't there a space in the garden for me?
 Give me ribbon to cover the burn
 My dolls are off limits to you and your dirty hands
 No you
 I won't let you play you don't play nice
 Tied to a line at the end of "the eye"
 Is there another way to spell disinterested?
 Where does the subline stop?
 Get me out of here!
 Let me out of here
 Where's the door to the psych ward?
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 Mama told me not to play with you
 She says you're not nice and I think that is true
 Oh sweet child
 Too many years in the root cellar
 I've waited 18 to be 18
 It will be time for shut down soon
 Will you buy me another?
 Oh look!
 My clothes have gotten clean
 How will I ever get them dirty again?
 Smile sweet for me your candy smile's on my mind
 I taste your lips a thousand times
 You don't look so sweet today my poor little darling
 How sad for you

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Song Details

Duration
07:23
Key
1
Tempo
130 BPM

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