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[ti:Dirty Street] |
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[ar:Emme Packer] |
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[al:Dirty Street] |
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Appeal to me dirty street |
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Spinning echos, twisted torsos where every Picasso look the same |
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Become evasively comfortable with yourself, |
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Your eyes shut, emotions running, |
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horrific guitar playing |
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and with a key change that throws the whole equator off center |
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Everyone will cringe the first time they hear |
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Appeal to me dirty street |
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Why? What's this? Why then? |
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With the bricks building inside Where the wallpaper should be |
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Clinging to the machine old confederacy |
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Every distraction is an attraction that infatuated with |
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Where is my solace for the day? |
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Where is my string everyone asks me - |
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It's not the way I play |
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It's your eyes, how you hold your smile, |
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I see what you see so I'll be careful what you think... |
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Appeal to me dirty street |
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The one I walk every night and dance like crazy to my ANI D |
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If the world writes another song with the word jaded in it |
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I'll throw it all away because that's so annoying to me |
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It's your eyes, how you hold your smile, |
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I see what you see so I'll be careful what you think... |
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It's your eyes, how you hold your smile, |
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I see what you see so I'll be careful what you think... |
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