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Get Low

de Glüme

I'm your little girl
Too old for this town
Tie me to the bed
Say that she drowned

A child of God living in
It's like a movie
Some masterpiece

I am the killer
Baby, be kind
Don't be like Arthur Miller
You lie for your art
Make a wicked woman
Out of your star

Yeah, you've made me the villain
'Cause we hate what we break the most

You're a sharp shooter
With a blank gun
I'm a prize at the fair
That comes undone

You thought you could write me like a play
Or read me like a book

She was, uh, well, how can you put it
She was everything
And it was a disastrous combination
Of powerful impulses in every direction

Well, she wasn't smart enough to survive

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