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See the fog on my horizon, it's dancing
And it smells like a teenager
See the bones behind my eyelids, they're dancing
And they sound like tap dancing shoes

See the bones behind my eyelids, they're dancing
And they sound like tap dancing shoes
Worms on the bones under beds of insomniac eaten teenagers
They whisper and they sound like a crooked flute
See the fog on my horizon, it's dancing   And it smells like a teenager   See the bones behind my eyelids, they're dancing   And they sound like tap dancing shoes      See the bones behind my eyelids, they're dancing   And they sound like tap dancing shoes   Worms on the bones under beds of insomniac eaten teenagers   They whisper and they sound like a crooked flute