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A childhood belief about misheard lyrics

Wuthering heights, I heard it as:
here on the wild, windy moores we'll roll and fall in brie.
you had a temper, like my jealous seal, so hot, so greasy
I hated you, badminton
bat cream in the night
you told me not to lose my flight
leave behind eye
wuthering, wuthering, wuthering nights
it's me, im kathy i've come home, come meet the animals
after that it's normal til:
I find the roof falls without you.

— mishearer

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