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The other tab on here is for an earlier version, this is the version on the Ferris Wheel on Fire EP.
GOh sister, don't be afraid of me I won't be nailing you down in the nursery CJust like the rest of them did With those watery, wandering fingers that slipped That were supposed to be Gglorious and fiCneG
GOh sister, won't you believe in me I only wanted to be hard on the family CHere with you now in this silly infirmary Your mother makes frantic and drunk calls from Germany GAll of the tCimGe
GOh sister, sweet brown and beulahry And milk from your blisters on your grandmother's jewelry Cthere in the parlor all naked in front of me
Watching the lights from the cracks
Making archery Ganimal desCignGs EmRose Wallace Goldeline just moCves her mouth over anything GWith fleshy free and flowering likDe oranges out in the open EmBut don't you waste your sins again CShe don't need you or won't fuck your friends GAnd you, you're American self iDmportant boiling over EmTo prove that she must still exist Cshe moves herself about her fist Gand won't ever never give a shit Dabout all those words you're wasting EmTo gain some pretCty bright and bubbly Gwondrous dream You'd like to Dkill and cling And claim her as your own EmBut don't you worry CAll those dainty and dirGty emotions just gDo away and fade out on their own GSister, now that you're leaving Our fingers will falter Our lungs will be leaking CAll over each other and without even speaking We'll know that it's over and smiling or greeting GWhatever comes neCxtG
GAnd oh sister You're getting married with some angry twister That you'll have to carry home drCunk every evening from the cemetery And if he makes it back half alive you can bury him GUnder your sheCetsG
GAnd oh sister now that you're greaving I can not imagine there is any meaning Cforgetting you ever could once had the feeling that made you keep on and pretend you were breathing of Gall of this wCorlGd In an age of empty rings DI don't want to feel a thCing I don't even want to kGnow C G
and Rose Wallace GoldelDine don't you ever die on Cme Don't you own the way you gGo