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THOM YORKE >> Merchandise Links
THOM YORKE
No more going to the dark side with your flying saucer eyes No more falling down a wormhole that I have to pull you out The wriggling, squiggling worm inside Devours from the inside out No more talk about the old days It's time for something great I want you to get out And make it work So many lies So many lies So many lies So feel the love come off of them And take me in your arms Peel all of your layers off I want to eat your artichoke heart No more leaky holes in your brain And no false starts I wanna get out And make it work So many lies So many lies So many lies So feel the love come off of them And take me in your arms I wanna get out And make it work I want you to get out And make it work I'll be ok So many lies So many lies So many lies So feel the love come off of them And take me in your arms
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