Cell Division
Everything's coming up bleak
Picking out bones from your teeth
That is why they'll never show you the ending
Until they've got you strapped in by the feet
When I look to you I'm bent all out of shape
And I must confess it hasn't felt the same
I am one I am one with my nothing
I am one I am one without you
I am one I am one with my nothing
When this one when this one becomes two
Fistful of sunflower seeds
For the dumb little mute canary
Now I know the cell divide was impending
And love and hell mostly are the same thing
When I look to you the colour starts to drain
And despite the time passed, you always seem to look the same
I am one I am one with my nothing
I am one I am one without you
I am one I am one with my nothing
When this one when this one becomes two
And I keep dreaming about when
There were ringlets in my hair
Gray carpet on the stairs
Tapping on the fish tank
You keep sticking out your tongue
Got the hose on the hostas
And the two of us were one
Coming home
I am one I am one with my nothing
I am one I am one without you
I am one I am one with my nothing
When this one when this one becomes two
I am one I am one with my nothing
I am one I am one without you
I am one I am one with my nothing
When this one when this one becomes two
Picking out bones from your teeth
That is why they'll never show you the ending
Until they've got you strapped in by the feet
When I look to you I'm bent all out of shape
And I must confess it hasn't felt the same
I am one I am one with my nothing
I am one I am one without you
I am one I am one with my nothing
When this one when this one becomes two
Fistful of sunflower seeds
For the dumb little mute canary
Now I know the cell divide was impending
And love and hell mostly are the same thing
When I look to you the colour starts to drain
And despite the time passed, you always seem to look the same
I am one I am one with my nothing
I am one I am one without you
I am one I am one with my nothing
When this one when this one becomes two
And I keep dreaming about when
There were ringlets in my hair
Gray carpet on the stairs
Tapping on the fish tank
You keep sticking out your tongue
Got the hose on the hostas
And the two of us were one
Coming home
I am one I am one with my nothing
I am one I am one without you
I am one I am one with my nothing
When this one when this one becomes two
I am one I am one with my nothing
I am one I am one without you
I am one I am one with my nothing
When this one when this one becomes two
Credits
Writer(s): Mackenzie Spencer, Charles Spencer, Alexander Spencer, Katie Munshaw
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