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he must have some serious problem
being so strong
going so long
without giving in
without dipping into sin
it is killing him

he must have done something so wrong
look at that scar
draped across his heart
he wears it with pride
he has nothing to hide
but the path that runs up his sleeve to his mind

any day now
his secret will be out
any day now
his love will come around

he must have some
trick or device
secret or lie
colored dirty white

my blues are a fiery red
my tears are falls that haven't left
these deep cavernous eyes
locked tight

hold me closer than before
be my workhorse
be my war whore

my blues are a fiery red
my tears are fears that haven't left
the depth of these shut eyes
locked tight
my blues are a fiery mess
i have not cleaned up yet
i just sweep em' all under the rug i'm above

hold me closer than before
be my workhorse
be my war whore
hold me closer than ever before
be my pretty soldier
be my war whore

this life is water under the bridge
milk from the bottom of her cup
that she'd always make you drink from
like you could never get enough
god damn i must have a serious problem
for it to have come to this
god damn i must be curious
to have looked inside it

come back i got you mapped
away from me you can
run but you will not hide
i know you'll take the dive

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from Obese Momentum, released April 1, 2007

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