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[Verse 1]
Despite the matter you think you chose
The fairy grew a Pinocchio twig on your nose
You can smell the birds pooping all around
It piles up until you're lost and found

[Verse 2]
Perhaps you need to lose this weight
Dig the grave you so carefully made
Just leave that shit in there without a trace
Cause the love is written all over your face

[Chorus]
Where is thou conscious
When you need one?
Jiminy cricket may be heaven
Yet he said goodbye round ‘37

[Verse 3]
Despite the love you think you chose
The fairy grew a Pinocchio twig on your nose
You can hear the sound of a bird's beak
Until you're strong enough to speak

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