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Pull Out Of Your Head Size

by The Shins

on The Dreaming (1982), Spork (1995)

The weak state of perfect words, a waste of breathe
The winding will take those of kevlar collect
We can't protect or make a dent in it
(You're winding, you're winding, you don't know)
One taste of caramel complex

If you wear the crown, know where we get off
You know what you are
Don't we say to her, terrible salt
You don't taste the same

Cold minds retain this sad, symmetric world
(I'm winding, you don't know)
Sunday meets us, a good day too
And the past will flow

We can't protect or make a dent in it
(You're winding, you're winding, you don't know)
One taste of caramel complex

If you wear the crown, know where we get off
You know what you are
Don't we say to her, terrible salt
You don't taste the same

We can build our reason to the wall
Where I'm out of breathe
You give it nothing
Just smile enough
You know what you are

Cold minds contain this sad, symmetric world
Will take those of kevlar collect

Ride off ankles
Ride off ankles