Marvin’s Jungle The Number Twelve Looks Like You

Meet me in front of Gary's and I'll guard your shadow
To be sure you don't have to be carried
May the edges of their dreadful words
Slice through the walls of their veins
And I'll shower you with gifts
To cover the thorns

Meet me in front of Gary's and I'll guard your shadow
To be sure you don't have to be carried

I'll guard your shadow to be sure
That you don't have to, to be carried
I'll guard your shadow to be sure
That you don't have to, to be carried
I'll guard your shadow to be sure
That you don't have to...

And I'll shower you with gifts to cover the thorns
I'll shower you with gifts to cover the thorns
Your necklaces will be made gracefully with fingers
The same ones that poked fun at you

This labyrinth has gotten the best of you
But I'm here to divide the pain in two

We all end the same
We all end the same
We all end the same
We all end...