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One day I fear I will be rescued from the boredom lineWith lack of memory I fail to question why
With perfect sound you bring me down, hey I'm not listening
You're through killing me with all your facts and late night therapy
Like Paul's Boutique on empty streets parked and waiting
for lights to turn on for some good luck
We're drunk on your parents favorite wine...
All the things I remember...
Were they worth writing down?
Bury me, in memories
Of CK1 and Tight White Tee's
Like air guitar in muscle cars
With perfect teeth
the way we are...
Back in '95 more dead than alive
I wrote the screenplay to lack of direction
Late night movie dates with girls who skate and I just can't relate
I'm through with school cause I broke the rules
Now I work for the man and I'm drunk once again
Watching reruns of night court on cable TV
All the things I remember...
Were they worth writing down?
You bury me in memories
Of CK1 and Tight White Tee's
Like air guitar in muscle cars
With perfect teeth
the way we are...
*wake up* Thought that everybody loved me
*wake up* Thought that everybody cared
*wake up* Thought that I might have the strength to carry on
*wake up* Turns out that I'm barely barely holding on
Hey, Hey... Hey, it's been quite a long time...
I... I... I don't miss last November.
All right... Yeah, it's time for a high five...
Hey... Hey... Hey, it's been quite a long time...
One day I fear I will be rescued from the boredom line
With lack of memory I fail to question why
Why?
POST HERE AND YOU'RE AN IDIOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Seriously...
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My bad. If not, then reject it. And, that's that.
Thanks! biggrin