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Animal Collective

Water Curses

To be an emotion actor

Two broken strings attract her

A groom, a face, a life-filled room

Hesitate to throw a coin in a wish could be a bad thing

My mouth is just a mesh of drool

I'm standing on a bridge

I won't get hit from up high

A talking fish comes as she moves

I want to be like water,

And never need a doctor,

And carve the earth without my tools

(To-oool!)

All of the things that I relate to well like goggles and paint tubes

Transparent paper wings that float above me while I sleep

To make the room more natural

To think I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying

The color after sunset

You'd do anything the drink's at

The crush has come just like a willow

He doesn't need a house

There's shoes in every house

There's the drips, the black spots on my pillow

I want to be like water

And slip into your throat and

Make you feel alive and good

I want to be like water

And never have a doubt

And crack the hoods around my pool

(To-ool!)

All of the things that I relate to well like goggles and paint tubes

Transparent paper wings that float above me while I sleep

To make a room more natural

To think of dying, dying, dying

And all the dreams that I awake to read like postulatings

And all the things I hate I wish I didn't have to hate

To find a room that's natural

To live on by in 'em

by in 'em, by

I don't think you know just what you're doing

You pretend to know exactly all the things you keep on moving

Said, I don't think I know exactly what I'm doing

You pretend to know exactly all the things you keep on moving

When you wake up from your snoozin'

Gonna tell you how to do it my way

Gonna tell you what I'm doin'

Raising knife up in my drum

Everybody talks bubbling

And I got no way to stop it

It's a song about the days you spend

Without me at our home

If I don't think you know just what you're doing

You pretend to know exactly all the things you keep on moving

Said, I don't think I know exactly what I'm doing

You pretend to know exactly all the things you keep on moving

When you wake up from your snoozin'

Gonna tell you how to do it my way

Gonna tell you what I'm doin'

Raising knife up in my drum

Everybody talks bubbling

And I got no way to stop it

It's a song about the days you spend

Without me at our home