Obstacle 1

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I wish I could eat the salt off your last faded lips We can cap the old times make playing only logical harm We can cap the old lines plain that nothing else will change But she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad She can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad Oh, she's bad But it's different now that I'm poor and aging I'll never see this face again You go stabbing yourself in the neck We can find new ways of living make playing only logical harm And we can top the old times, clay-making that nothing else will change But she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad She can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad Oh, she's bad But it's different now that I'm poor and aging I'll never see this face again You go stabbing yourself in the neck But it's different now that I'm poor and aging I'll never see this face again You go stabbing yourself in the neck It's in the way that she posed It's in the things that she puts in my head Her stories are boring and stuff She's always calling my bluff She puts the, she puts the weights into my little heart And she gets in my room and she takes it apart She puts the weights into my little heart I said she puts the weights into my little heart She packs it away She packs it away She packs it away She packs it away She packs it away She packs it away She packs it away She packs it away It's in the way that she walks Her heaven is never enough She puts the weights in my heart She puts, oh she puts the weights into my little heart