hailaker – correlate lyrics
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figured i won’t
even need to know
lapsed like your backbone
thing is i don’t
feel at home
with all the hormones
what was bone
is silicone –
trapped in a telephone
it was sewn
to your anklebone
ink-capped to show you’d ‘grown’
gotta find your number
in an almanac
gotta find out if you’re without somebody
got a line of lovers in a zodiac
i’ll find you on my way to someone
didn’t i grow
in that honeycomb?
did laps in a narrow boat
didn’t i go
in a hurry, no?
let slats of your marrow show
nearby moans
in baritone
lost to a shallow drone
nearly blows
a bl–dy nose
you were marshmallows
our binary form, our other one
our other ocean floor
i finally saw the final form
i know i’m waiting for…
the final form isn’t enough
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