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[ti:The Shins] |
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[ar:Know Your Onion!] |
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[al:] |
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Shut out, pimpled and angry. |
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I quietly tied all my guts into knots. |
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Gave up on trying to make them, |
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I figured it'd take them too long to look up and besides... |
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It was undeniably clear to me i don't know why |
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When every other part of life seemed locked behind shutters |
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I knew what worthless dregs we've always been. |
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Lucked out and found my favorite records |
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Lying in wait at the birmingham mall. |
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The songs that i heard, |
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The occasional book |
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Were the only fun i ever took. |
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And i got on with making myself. |
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The trick is just making yourself. |
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But when they're parking their cars on your chest |
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You've still got a view of the summer sky |
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To make it hurt twice when your restless body |
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Caves to its whims |
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And suddenly struggles to take flight... |
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Three thousand miles north east |
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I left all my friends at the morning bus stop shaking their heads. |
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"what kind of life you dream of? you're allergic to love." |
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Yes i know but i must say in my own defense |
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It's been undeniably dear to me, i don't know why |
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When every other part of life seemed locked behind shutters |
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I knew the worthless dregs we are, |
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The selfless, loving saints we are, |
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The melting, sliding dice we've always been. |
