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You should save things, we should save things |
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But I don't, I lose things, I lose things |
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I lost the whole thing in one go |
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When it could have been saved but I let it go |
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It was my heart drive, it won't obey me |
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Takes that information, fills my memory |
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It churns out non-sense when I reload |
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I have to decode every single sentence |
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I don't pour whisky down my neck at night |
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I don't go binging on the weekend, pass out on the floor |
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I take good care of you, but you like to attack |
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By coagulating everything before handing at back |
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We should save things but I don't, I break things, I break things |
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I broke my baby, my newest baby |
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When I could have saved it all but I let it go |
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It was a major and it started slow |
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It had a rhythm that could make you move in ways you didn't know |
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It had this wall of string and a lingering feeling |
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But it's all gone thanks to yours truly |
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I don't pour whisky down my neck at night |
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I don't go binging on the weekend, pass out on the floor |
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I take good care of you, but you like to attack |
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By coagulating everything before handing at back |
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You take a chainsaw and drive it centreline |
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Straight through my insides when I lose my mind |
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I'm changing over to a Mac, if you don't give my files back |
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And it better be intact or it's scrapheap for you |
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You you you etc... |
