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Ill dress you Ill bless you To make use Of my singing muse Believe me Its not easy Ill use my right hand The one were sinking in Torrential pour Of matadors And escalators Dead on elevators Those words on the sun Are meant for everyone Coded in puns And smelling like blood Shes screaming "Save me" Its easy K is for kiss me Im burning it down with my cigarettes Look at me One more drink and Im done, yeah right So ki