Fiona Apple: Tymps (The Sick In The Head Song) Meaning
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Tymps (The Sick In The Head Song) Lyrics
My feet of clay, they dried to dust
The red isn't the red we painted
Its just rust
And the signature thing
That used to bring a following
I have trouble now
Even remembering
So why did I kiss him so hard
Late...
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