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Drop Nineteens

Compositor: Drop Nineteens

Some kind of Siamese connection
Two times of total perfection
Outlines that don't need correction
Stepped into a cage
Woke up in Berlin

Your heart of tortoise is shrinking
We start as sure as we're drinking
IPod plays The Cure's Sinking
And pulls on the braids that tangled with me

That bear’s head’s full of honey, honey
And there were snakes
With cats at the wheel
And we knew full well as we

Stepped out of a cage
And into Berlin