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Album: The Walking Wounded
Released: 2007
They're Not Horses, They're Unicorns Lyrics
You're pulling out your teeth
And I'm the Novocaine you pump in your cheek
That's why I'm still around, you've got blood running down your chin
But you suffered peacefully
She was a termite
Eating away at my roots
I was just a lost soul who needed a home
I was filling a void with you
And I can't, can't wait
Till you've see see seen
What death and disgust
Have done to me
And I spent three years
Wishing for two things
That one day you'd break
And I'd get to see
How all the choices you've made
Would drive you insane
I wish we never met
As angry as I sound
That's just the way I cover up, the way I feel
I've been that way for years and years
Slave to broken hearts and sex appeal
And she was a termite
Eating away at my roots
I was just a lost soul who needed a home
I was filling a void with you
And I can't, can't wait
Till you've see see seen
What death and disgust
Have done to me
And I spent three years
Wishing for two things
That one day you'd break
And I'd get to see
How all the choices you've made
Would drive you insane
I wish we never met
She was a termite
Eating away at my roots
I was just a lost soul who needed a home
I was filling a void with you
And I can't, can't wait
Till you've see see seen
What death and disgust
Have done to me
And I spent three years
Wishing for two things
That one day you'd break
And I'd get to see
How all the choices you've made
Would drive you insane
I wish we never met
Writer/s: RANERI, ANTHONY S / O'SHEA, JACK A / GHANBARIAN, NICK / GUGLIELMO, CHRISTOPHER JOHN
Publisher: Another Victory Publishing
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They're Not Horses, They're Unicorns
In our interview with Raneri , he explained that he gives himself little exercises to keep his songwriting fresh and get him out of his comfort zone. On this song, he gave himself an interesting assignment: incorporate a 3-2-1 countdown into the lyric. The result:
I spent three years wishing
For two things,
that one day you'd break
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