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stuck a pin in your backbone, spoke it down there
all i ever wanted was to be your spine
lost your friction and you slid for a mile
overdone, overdrive, overlive, override
you're not the one who let me down, but thanks for offering
it's not a voice and i'm not around, but thanks for picking it
up, on the radio
sampled your rust from a faucet, i know
i've got a magnet in my head, a magnet in my head
extra thick, extra long, the way it was wasted
and there's a chance that things'll get weird
yeah, that's a possibility
although i didn't do anything, no, i didn't do anything
all I ever wanted was to be your spine
and a mouth kept shut and a tongue twist tie
you're the web in front, you're the favorite lie
you're a buck my lip, you're a lash my lie
you're the web in front of a favorite lie
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