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thomas christ - blume lyrics

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one, two, what will you do?
three, four, apille’s growing for sure
five, six, she is taking her l!cks
seven, eight, she is learning to hate
nine, ten, it’s a matter of when
eleven, twelve, apille’s bringing the h+ll
thirteen, fourteen, hard like morphine
fifteen, sixteen, she is so mean

apille is blooming and she’s breaking all the rules
ones that her mother taught, ones that she learned in school
she’s always on the run, bettеr catch her if you can
she is moving faster than a girl has еver ran

apille’s blooming where she was planted
but her world’s becoming slanted
the ground is shaking beneath her feet
her ripened flesh is turning sweet

apille is changing and her flesh has ripened sweet
there’s not a man alive that could refuse her meat
but she has poison in a gland that can’t be seen
it foils many men who try to plot and scheme

apille is rising but her world is tinted blue
she’s gained some insight in what she is here to do
she finally looked out far and saw right to the edge
she glimpsed the ending from her perch upon the ledge

apille’s blooming where she was planted
and her world it seems so slanted
she was bright but she’s feeling blue
she knows what one day will come true

- thomas christ lyrics

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