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Sleater-Kinney - Get Up lyrics
And when the body finally starts to let go Let it all go at once Not peice by peice, But like a whole bucket of stars Dumped into the universe Whoooh! watcb it go! Good-bye small hands, good-bye small heart Good-bye small head My soul is climbing tree trunks And swinging from every branch Theyre calling on me, Theyre calling on me... Do you think Im an animal? Am I not? Do you like fur Do you wanna come over Are we captive only for a short time Is there splendor, Im not ashamed Desire shoots through me Like birds singing (the way you move no oceans waves were ever as fluid) Theyre calling on me, Theyre calling on me... I hit the mark! I target moon, I target sky, I target sun. Fall down on the world before it falls on you. Like beggars, like stars, Like whores, us all Like beggars, like dogs Like stars, us all Shoot straight for my heart (and when you were near no sky was ever quite so clear) Like stars, so small Like us, when we fall Like beggars, like whores Like lovers, get up! Get up...too far. |
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