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Built To Spill Still Flat

I came from you know where I'm at and you tell me this and you tell me that no matter how round it feels it's still flat it's still flat another cosmic

I came from you know where I'm at and you tell me this and you tell me that no matter how round it feels it's still flat it's still flat another cosmic

collection I would know not what I've found This world would still be flat And Mary would still be a virgin I would still be sleeping sound They say

, clinch my life as condescending, spill my Thoughts as habitat, break my limbs and leave me flat, I can still hear her Laughing. [Verse 2:] I can still