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You Dot, Me Dot, T-Dot

de The Russian Futurists

If we had to share it all, like the communists
One thing they'd never get to know is your perfect kiss
Or what it's like to spend a night in an empty bed
With nothing but some pills and you swimming through my head

You glide like Manta Rays and play my heart like a banjo
Slide me down like Scotch, I watch you fly off the handle
I'd rather write than read and bleed a pen on fresh paper
Watch it fly like kites to heights that rival skyscrapers

I'd drag our names from a plane across the sky and
I'd watch it fall in flames just the same as you and I that's why

I'd rather write than read and bleed a pen on fresh paper
Watch it fly like kites to heights that rival skyscrapers
I'd like to count your bones all one by one with my hands and
Live inside your house once your gone and it's abandoned

So now I hit the bottle until it hits me back
And mess around with love to see what it sets me back
Cause I'm tired of all the folks and their shady practices
And girls who live on lies and backseat mattresses

When the morning comes like a swift hijack
You can steal boys' hearts but I want mine back

I'd drag our names from a plane across the sky and
I'd watch it fall in flames just the same as you and I
There's a long way left to go when we don't know where we're going
We don't know where we're going; we're lost and who gives a damn

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