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You are about to report that the lyrics to TYMPS (THE SICK IN THE HEAD SONG) By FIONA APPLE From the album EXTRAORDINARY MACHINE (2005) as Mostly Correct, yet..., If this is what you want to do, You may fix the lyric in the boxes (populated for you) You might want to leave a comment with that too (optional) then click the submit, All fields are optional.
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Lyric Body	Those boom times when bust My feet of clay, they've dried to dust But it isn't the red we painted, It's... just... rust And that signature thing that we used to bring a following I have trouble now, even remembering So why did I kiss him so hard late last friday night And keep on letting him change all my plans I'm either so sick in the head I need to be bled dry to quit Or I just really used to love him I sure hope that's it I knew that to keep in touch would do me deep in dutch 'Cause it isn't the rush of remembering, it's just mush And that signature thing is only growing harrowing I should have no trouble now to keep from following So why did I kiss him so hard late last friday night And keep on letting him change all my plans I'm either so sick in the head I need to be bled dry to quit Or I just really used to love him I sure hope that's it Those boom times went bust my feet of clay, they dried to dust And that what isn't the red we painted It's... just... rust That signature thing that used to bring a following I have trouble now, even remembering So why did I kiss him so hard late last friday night And keep on letting him change all my plans I'm either so sick in the head I need to be bled dry to quit Or I just really used to love him Or I just really used to love him Or I just really used to love him I sure hope that's it
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