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By Orchid, I miss you arms around me,
If I only knew this
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By Orchid, All of this means nothing
D.C. made me and the rest
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By Orchid, Forever is so easy to say
But I can't stand to
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By Orchid, When I die 1,000 birds will fly out of my
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By Orchid, You say you miss those days
But we did it right
Quit
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By Orchid, Five, six and ten
Reworking my reality
Let the record play
Trancending practicality
Hand
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By Orchid, Scream your name
To the deafest of the dumb.
The darker the
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By Orchid, I wish I could give you more than this
A save
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By Orchid, Tear up the cul-de-sac it's all the rage
Tear up the
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By Orchid, What true project has been lost
Slip of the fingertips
What true
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By Orchid, With closed eyes
You close your fist
They tell you what to
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By Orchid, With closed eyes,
You close your fist
They tell you what to
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By Orchid, Is this starting to make sense
Bring all your pennies to
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By Orchid, For the love of hate,
for the pretty ones.
Tear off this
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By Orchid, Deny the existence of...
Your philosophical orgasm.
Come down off your soapbox
It's
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By Orchid, This isn't for you
This isn't for you
I speak in tounges
Teen
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By Orchid, I miss you arms around me
If I only knew this
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By Orchid, How quaint you can spit farther than me
Your life straight
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By Orchid, Purse your lips and pump your hips
and purse your lips
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By Orchid, You all talk the same
Calling out
You turned to facts
Calling out
"The
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By Orchid, we smiled and said
"I'll see you this summer."
-but we know
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By Orchid, The news paper reads:
"Tu est adorable"
And I whole heartedly oncur.
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By Orchid, it's too hot here-
not my kind of town.
but i can
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By Orchid, Your chaos ain't me
It's a hat that you put on
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By Orchid, mouth wide shut try not to breath
pakaged idocy what they
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By Orchid, this is our party-
we pick the records-
we set the dresscode.
and
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By Orchid, Discourse of desire
Artifice fueled by oils and balms.
Rosy cheeks are
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By Orchid, books in face-books on tape
sweet success, I've lost the weight.
It's
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By Orchid, You better watch the fuck out, this is destruction.
Change the
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By Orchid, You and me make out in your car 'till our