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| I'm a witness to the sickness
In a place I call my home On the weekend hit the deep end With the secrets that I own Like an old song with a new girl She never gets the jokes But you need her so you bleed her For the image it evokes |
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Lonely process
Only process I will make it up to you |
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Took a long walk
For a tall boy Sinking down in the couch Playing new wave like the old days Put the barrel in your mouth Like a sad man when he's deadpan |
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Never knew a work of art
Or a father with his children A marriage that blew apart |
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Lonely process
Only process I will make it up I will take it up to you |
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Oh the old time TV movies
Thinking you got it made Like a dancer with a desk job A dee-jay with a list to play |
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I'm an old whore
In a thrift store Looking for something black Like a bad dream when you come clean Hoping that you'll come back |
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Lonely process
Only process I will make it up to you |
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