Babies - Pulp

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Notebook Scrapbook Somehow I've misplaced you You were a scratch on a paper, ink and a voice Not meant to look back at me The something or someone played a joke Put on a twisted show And there we were I remember just listening, Looking up to a fantasy Til the day it was right in front of me Now it's ruined, now it looks like tablescraps and nothing else It kills me to think about all the things I threw around while hiding My nature is and always has been that of a pill-bug When someone gets too close I now can see how you saw me when I couldn't see myself But there we were I remember just listening, Looking up to a fantasy Til the day it was right in front of me Now it's ruined, now it looks like tablescraps... I don't think that I really wanted any of it But before I could understand anything that was happening So quickly, the bottle, the squinting I could not undo the knots of an undeveloped mouth ...On the way back from the island, The turbulence hinted at no end All I got, I barely saw... Now I've finally tied it up with no regrets But I remember... just listening, Looking up to a fantasy Til the day it was right in front of me Now it's ruined, now it looks like tablescraps and nothing else Now it looks like tablescraps All that's left are tablescraps All that's left are tablescraps Tablescraps and nothing else