David Wax Museum
vivian
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Like an egg breathing its last breath in a frying pan
I take stock oh what a mess of a man I am
Iâve grown as rotten as an old sweet tooth
I canât lie but Iâve gotten good at telling half-truths
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Vivian, wonât you take me in?
Vivian, wonât you take me in?
I know how to end things, but I donât know how to begin
Oh Vivian
We smoldered as fiercely as sugarcane
When the nightâs blindfolded youâll move swifter than a vampireâs fang
Youâve been awfully kind to this muzzled dog
Iâm lost at sea, youâre the coastline, & Iâm calling to you through the fog
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