Agoraphobic Nosebleed - Placing a Personal Memo on the Boss's Desk Şarkı Sözleri

Rifle through your desk

From a hundred yards away,

Camouflaged in pigeon shit,

High on the tower of brotherly love.

A hopeless romantic,

Cupid's arrow seeds itself in splintered

Mahogany.
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