Lyric peep-hole

give me the cost as the albatross
and wear it round your neck for size
don t let it get you down
i m looking inside your house
I know that it smells so nice
your house always looks so nice

bear the crosses high laughing
maybe the time is right you know
promise me not to leave
i m looking inside your brain
christ it s a cluttered mess
i love you i must confess

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