A Cork Stops The Whining lyrics by Glass Casket. Your face is loosely sculpted fragmented, pigment and drive You're dying to spill your guts to me, but I'm...
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Your face is loosely sculpted fragmented, pigment and drive
You're dying to spill your guts to me, but I'm not that kind of guy.
Oh no here it comes again, the dam has burst leaving me beneath
I hope we all learn to swim, because the dam has burst again.
There I am crushed beneath the lee-way
A cork stops the whining but my ears won't stop vibrating,
Someone please swing her by her ponytail
To stop her episodal crying.
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