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By The Microphones, I'd like to shake your hand
Disappointment
Looks like you win again
But
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By The Microphones, little bird i invite you, build your nest
little bird, i've
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By The Microphones, Pulling a string in tin can telephones
Through what does it
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By The Microphones, I'm OK, let me go. I've been here way
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By The Microphones, Is it because
this little part of you wants to be
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By The Microphones, Volume,
You can see it through my eyes
And hear it,
When I'm
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By The Microphones, ("Close my eyes, She's somehow closer now")
Lying sick,
With my faced
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By The Microphones, I have my hopes of how I would be after
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By The Microphones, I'm so tired.
I'll sleep fr 14 hours.
I'll be full of
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By The Microphones, You tore a hole so deep my leak poured out
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By The Microphones, the heat from the closeness of me tilting towards the
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By The Microphones, I thought I felt your shape but I was wrong
Really
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By The Microphones, Should there be songs?
Should my hair be long?
Should my stare
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By The Microphones, I unlocked your side.
It got dark and we went north.
Trying
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By The Microphones, it's raining on me, i don't want it to stop
i
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By The Microphones, two more nights and i'll be in the air
these last
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By The Microphones, I'm a hard working pearl diver.
I spend the night on
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By The Microphones, (aahh) even though i'm in hell I know it's going
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By The Microphones, the heat came down and breathing got clear
there was water
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By The Microphones, (Instrumental)
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By The Microphones, blue moon
waded out past the waves swells
where we all floated
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By The Microphones, I sing little songs to myself,
And try not to think
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By The Microphones, High pitch travel monster,
Floating in the air.
Digging in my ears.
Low
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By The Microphones, Your legs walked your heart high
Your whole body is sprawling
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By The Microphones, my roots are strong and deep/i'm swaying in your breeze
my
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By The Microphones, You asked me a question and I wanted to tell
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By The Microphones, anna and ollie they were roasting up a tofu pup
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By The Microphones, (Phil Elvrum)
I am a preamp.
Plug the cords right in my
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By The Microphones, i'd like to believe/in one thing that you say to
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By The Microphones, Oh it's pulling out in tide tows
and rising back in