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It sounds like a couple of birds
Outside my window
In the tree
They were making a racket
You would think they were lovers
so I got under my covers
And went to sleep
I woke to a face in the ceiling
And I got that feeling
That something went wrong
Was it real in the first place
Was it simply a dream
Going right through my head
Like a laser beam
(I was looking at pictures, Her eyes were cut out with scissors, My body broke out in shivers, from my head to my liver)

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from White People Fucked Up The Blues, released September 1, 2003

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