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I wrote unfriendly things,
truly cruel,
on the day that you were born
to prove that words
cannot touch beauty
but I was torn
I put it off, I put it off,
I put it off again
I made degenerate art
for the religious right
on the day that you were born
I had passion to experiment
but I was torn
I put it off, I put it off,
I put it off again
I played Love Tara
by Eric's Trip
on the day that you were born
I had to find the cuteness
in the unadorned
but I was torn
I put it off, I put it off,
I put it off again
I put it on, I put it on,
I put it on again
truly cruel,
on the day that you were born
to prove that words
cannot touch beauty
but I was torn
I put it off, I put it off,
I put it off again
I made degenerate art
for the religious right
on the day that you were born
I had passion to experiment
but I was torn
I put it off, I put it off,
I put it off again
I played Love Tara
by Eric's Trip
on the day that you were born
I had to find the cuteness
in the unadorned
but I was torn
I put it off, I put it off,
I put it off again
I put it on, I put it on,
I put it on again
Lyrics submitted by black_cow_of_death
Track duration: 05:11
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The cosmic connections we define for ourselves sometimes.
By the way, great tune.