Lyrics Seven Mary Three – Lame
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There’s a tall…and he comes to every party…the rest…it’s so clear…
He’s not judging anyone……arms float around his cage….canary sings…rage….
the way they stare….run….he stays he stand…..his ground…..
I don’t even know his name….he keeps it in a box….hangs it from his ear…slender body…..
don’t give him a chance…..back and forth…..makes a buzzing in my ears….reminds me….
I never stop….hear him say hello….hello…….
I never stop….hear him say hello….hello…….
I am so lame.