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Tori Amos - Cruel

So don't give me respect, don't give me a piece of your preciousness
Flaunt she's got in our old neighborhood I'm sure she'll make a few friends
Even the rain bows down let us pray as you cock-cock-cock your mane
No cigarettes only peeled havanas for you

I can be cruel
I don't know why
Why can't my balloon stay up in a perfectly windy sky
I can be cruel I don't know why
I don't know why

Dance with the Sufis celebrate your top ten in the charts of pain
Lover brother bogenvilla my vine twists around your need
Even the rain is sharp like today as you sh-sh-shock my sane
No cigarettes only peeled havanas for you

I can be cruel
I don't know why
Why can't my balloon stay up in a perfectly windy sky
I can be cruel I don't know why
I don't know why

I can be cruel
I don't know why
Why can't my balloon stay up in a perfectly windy sky
I can be cruel I don't know why
I don't know why, why, why
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