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Weepies Be My Thrill

night is falling You never answer although all my life I'm calling Be my honeypie, never say goodbye If you don't love me I will die Be my honeypie

to please Maybe if you lightened up Maybe if you wrote that anthem Raising high a Dixie Cup Don't put your hand down What is it worth to you to be a

conversations Empty your hands static from the big bang and dinosaur radio stations Empty your hands genocides in foreign nations Empty your hands and look up His eyes are wide and beautiful, my

and play and hope tomorrow is a sunny day Where we live men are women Women are teenage boys and everyone wants to look like them, but be like men Rubens

along Because you know it's being sung to hold you in my arms The rain it falls right outside your door and you know if you call I'll be there, I'll be

Don't know why you do the things you do do do Holding it together with some glue glue glue Your favorite color isn't red it's blue blue blue No one knows

When you go away it's like you hide the sun I regret today, the things that we might have done No relief from grey skies Where'd you take those blue

No money, no friends You just passed the end How do you get high? You don't drink, don't smoke You'll live long, you hope How do you get high? I'm down

Don't know why you do the things you do do do Holding it together with some glue glue glue Your favorite color isn't red it's blue blue blue No one knows