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I guess this is about hating me for hurting her. |
| A side view of everything Memories creep I wear a dog suit Walk on all fours In and out of sheets I take the stairs up To the top To make everything small I am a natural disaster Gimme a vodka tonic and the the apocalypse Fresh fruit Songs that consist of harmonica Just harmonica If the forest burns Look for your name It should be on the news Would watching all that life die Through pixel plasma color T.V. How much gasoline Does it take to see I'm sorry |