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Itchy Fingers

You're barely, barely back home

Like a little fly

You're like a little fly stuck in the window

Dying to get inside

What if you do?

Would you go back outside?

Out where they'll crush you with a paper folded

Just to see you die

Slice a bit of the belly you love

Better if you're only

Barely holding on

Yeah, you're holding on

But you went in the house

To an open mouth

And seeing things for no reason at all

Just to have it fall

It's never enough

'Cause you wanted too much

And sooner or later you're gonna find out

The limits to your guts

If it's a roof for you

Why can't you let it be?

I'm sick of hope it's true

That deep inside you're really

Only, only, only, only, only, only, yeah

So patient, so kind

It's never easy to tell

If you're playing with my mind

You hide your itchy fingers well

And are you really awake

Or just afloat at the top?

You keep living on season, it's barely enough

Do you wanna just sell it off?

Do you wanna just stop

In the back of the room

You keep asking me away for a minute or two

Oh, what was she supposed to do, yeah

Baby, I won't blame you

If you go and find something better to do

We call it moving on

You can call it moving on

So patient, so kind

It's never easy to tell

If you're playing with my mind

You hide your itchy fingers well

Barely, barely back home

Like a little fly

You're like a little fly stuck in the window

Dying to get inside

What do you do?

Would you go back outside?

Out where they'll crush you with a paper folded

Just to see you die, just to see you die

Just to see you die, just to see you die

Just to see you die, just to see you die

Just to see you die, just to see you die

Just to see you die

So patient, so kind

It's never easy to tell

If you're playing with my mind

You hide your itchy fingers well

So patient, so kind

It's never easy to tell

That you're playing with my mind

You lick your itchy fingers well, yeah

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