Shapes of things before my eyes Just teach me to despise Will time make man more wise? Here, within my lonely frame. My eyes just hurt my brain. But
when I argue I see shapes, when I argue I see shapes When I argue I see shapes, when I argue I see shapes When I argue I see shapes, when I argue I see shapes
Shapes of things before my eyes Just teach me to despise Will time make man more wise? Here within my lonely frame My eyes just hurt my brain But will
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Shapes of things before my eyes Just teach me to despise Will time make men more wise Here within my lonely frame my eyes just heard my brain But will
s that wave beneath the seas our fingers are like the fingers of baboons up in the trees and the shapes between us turn into animals the shapes between
Shapes of Things (The Yardbirds) Shapes of things before my eyes, Just teach me to despise. Will time make men more wise? Here within my lonely frame,
We parked our car on the lower east side And that's when she caught my eye, yeah She dressed so scandalous but girls like that don't mess with guys like
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Shapes of things before my eyes Just teach me to despise Will time make men more wise? Here within my lonely frame My eyes just hurt my brain But will
Mis-shapes, mistakes, misfits Raised on a diet of broken biscuits, oh We don't look the same as you And we don't do the things you do But we live around
Shapes of things before my eyes just teach me to despise Will time make man more wise? Here within my lonely frame my eyes just hurt my brain But will
Shapes of things before my eyes They teach me to despise Will time make man more wise? Here beneath my lonely frame My eyes just hurt my brain But they
It's been nine long years On an island as we scavenge for food We're never weak and hungry Little hearts and little hands We were nine years old and
She hides her bloody tears She has hnown the taste of grief She knows what it is like When the world falls to pieces The shapes and shadows Of their
Mis-shapes, mistakes, misfits Raised on a diet of broken biscuits Oh, we don't look the same as you We don't do the things you do But we live around
It's the same shape I've been in The past came back again, like before All the moonlight on her skin Shed's a thousand tears that scattered, like the
It comes all shapes and sizes It's something you can never buy Don't wait until it's over Before you say it's all been fun Obituary columns are filled