.[Verse 1]
A stack of words in my throat, a trail of slime
Forehead on fruit machine, three bells will not chime
[Verse 2]
For lovers who line the beach whom moon entertains
Theirs always waxing while our crescent wanes
[Chorus]
I'm shouting out a litany, an echo calls ba.
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