lördag 24 mars 2012

THE TRUTH, YOU BEEN GONE FOR A WHILE


IN YOUR LITTLE WHITE WICKER CHAIR
UNSUSPICIOUS NOBODY CARES FOR YOU
YOU'RE SO FUCKED UP AGAIN
YOU LAUGH AT NOTHIN' IN THE POURING RAIN
TRY TO TELL YOURSELF YOU'RE NOT INSANE
YOU FOOL, I HATE YOU SOMETIMES


HEY, YOU KNOW IT AIN'T COINCIDENTAL THAT YOU'RE LOST IN PLACE
IT'S DRIPPIN' OFF YOUR FACE, AND YOU'RE LOSIN' YOUR PRECIOS MIND


SEND ME A POSTCARD IF YOU GET THAT FAR
YOU GOT A COUPLE PENNIES IN YOUR RUSTY JAR
THE TRUTH, YOU'VE BEEN GONE FOR A WHILE
IT'S HARD LOOKIN' AT YOU WHEN YOU LOOK THAT WAY



HEY, YOU KNOW IT AIN'T COINCIDENTAL THAT YOU'RE LOST IN PLACE
IT'S DRIPPIN' OFF YOUR FACE, AND YOU'RE LOSIN' YOUR PRECIOS MIND


YOU'RE LOSING YOUR MIND.




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