And we each made an incision
Past our muscles and our bone
Saw our hearts were little stones
Saw our hearts were little stones
Pulled 'em out, they weren't beating
And we weren't even bleeding
As we lay them on the granite countertop
We beat 'em up against each otherWe struck 'em hard against each other
We struck 'em so hard, so hard
Until they sparked

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¿They sparked? O they SPARKLED? :D
HUM*
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