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in natural selection
I've avoided all detectionand the tender bits underneathall with window dressing andcalculated guessingand a bark bigger than my teeth
It was the suit that got me the gig
It was the tear that got me the girl
I'm a sheep in this wolf clothing
I'm a picture that I'm holdingof someone who is coolsoul like a thimbleswallowed up in symbolswanting what I don't needif sympathy's the answer
I'll have temporary cancerbut that's not what I'll have you believe
It was the suit that got me the gig
It was the tear that got me the girl
I'm a sheep in this wolf clothing
I'm a picture that I'm holdingof someone who is coolsomeone who is coolclose but kind of meatlesslike actors who play Jesusin movies of the week
What other people wish foroozes from my every pore
I'm the coffee not the sleepand I'm the song about the songthat once said something new
I'm a scandal that's unfolding
I'm a picture that I'm holdingof someone who is coolsomeone who is cool
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