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The pillow that i bought
especially for you
and the nights i spent playing chinese checkers
while you posed for flashes
of midnight city light photographs
all black with polluted skies and probably
that black dress that fell down
your back just right
and all red with sirens
and lipstick
and whats with all this
"right, okay" business
im a hermit
but my friends call me a zombie
"well do you really want
to be a dead man your whole life?
Or do you want to grow up some day?"
do you remember our showers and your make up
well i miss your raccoon eyes
[ Raccoon Eyes Lyrics ]