Bad Teenage Poetry Songtext
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Your eyes are small pools
Of fake French perfume
The most blue the sky has seen
Yeah I know my eyes are green
It's bad poetry
You read to me
From a magazine
Whisper to me bad teenage poetry
Of fake French perfume
The most blue the sky has seen
Yeah I know my eyes are green
It's bad poetry
You read to me
From a magazine
Whisper to me bad teenage poetry
Whisper to me bad teenage poetry
I scry between the lines
Expose the white lines
Of trust and eternity
And the little cracks in between
It's bad poetry (bad poetry)
You read to me
From a magazine
*Eleanor screams*
Whisper to me bad teenage poetry
Whisper to me bad teenage poetry...
I scry between the lines
Expose the white lines
Of trust and eternity
And the little cracks in between
It's bad poetry (bad poetry)
You read to me
From a magazine
*Eleanor screams*
Whisper to me bad teenage poetry
Whisper to me bad teenage poetry...
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