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thursday comes too often
more time spent moving than talking
in fresh smoky air
exchanged glances or glares
no more fun's had than
stumbling through
enduring on
slurring words and singing songs
screw around
not a single care
pass out when we get there
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Large Marge
02:00
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It'll be a weekday night
stood over the sink
feel something start to drip
have to grab something to stop it
feel my head rush
while my nose
continues to run
to run
I don't wanna live I just wanna exist
continues to run, to run
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I used to know you
better than anyone
now I don't know
now you don't care
thanks for your time
thanks for taking part
staring at the stars reminds me of us
I don't know
you don't care
I don't remember
anything at all
look into your eyes
play with your hair at night
drinking bottles of regret
I'm still hung up on
everything
I guess I'm just impressed that I lasted
this long
I'm nothing
you left a hole in my head
I could never fill
with any amount of
happiness or thrill
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the way that she used to
loiter around
his house
the way she started
the way that she loitered
show me something
show him
the way he'd sit there
lacking posture
but not care
the way she'd sit there
the way she started
something but not wanting
the way she'd sit there
walking across the streets outside
wanting something
something owed
but not
wanting
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the bus passes by
as I observe
an elderly hand
on a grave
of whom
I do not know
its a sobering sight
one day
my situation could be
so similar
car with window stickers
27 seated
a lot less standing
open doors and closed windows
brief muffled songs
broken glass and cold moves
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6. |
green
02:56
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stupid superstitions
like walking under ladders
nodding at magpies
stepping on cracks
outside
superstitions
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