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[ti:Imbecile Rages] |
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[ar:Of Montreal] |
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[al:Lousy With Sylvianbriar] |
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Your folks they are such lovely people |
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I cant understand where you came from |
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How long can it possibly take |
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For one to realize the dream is over |
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How many more nights |
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Must you just humiliate yourself |
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The pollution from your imbecile |
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Rages are licking at your heels |
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Plotting red streaks |
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Across the desert of my eyes |
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I have no hope for you anymore |
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When you said to my woman at the show |
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That we were just desperately |
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Breathing life into a dead ghost |
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You really think these things you say |
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They wont get back to me |
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I guess you feel you have a lifetime pass |
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And you can be a dick and it doesnt matter |
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But Im finished Im set free |
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And basically youre just dead to me |
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The pollution from your imbecile |
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Rages are licking at your heels |
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Plotting red streaks |
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Across the desert of my eyes |
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I have no hope for you anymore |