Soul on the shelf
My soul is on your shelf,
Nobody's catching that.
Next to your photo frame,
Which gives me a heart attack.
Did you wanna tell me something?
Oh, I could make it clear.
Open the door, B-I-R-D-I-E,
My soul is on your shelf.
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