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does anyone in here get hitwith inside fever?so bad sometimes it's hardto move aroundthey'll show you all the thingsyou are not doinginstead of helping you they'lllock you outand you're whining you shouldn't waste your moneybut the couch fibers keep you insideso |
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I'm so sorry |
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I came inlate this eveningbut all the clocks aroundthe town had diedand all the fruit store's colorswere so brightwith couples smilingcooking things tonightand what were all thosetroubles on my mindoh |
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I took a walk |
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The room is filled with men and coke |
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And I don't break 'til midnight shock |
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Are you feeling warm tonight? |
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Turn it down? |
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Well, I just might |
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The room is filled with ancient apes |
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Where I've been and what |
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I ateWhat |
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I asked you drill them out |
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And ... every little doubt |
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The room is filled with gummy bears |
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Electric shavers, ingrown hairs |
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I keep the curtains high enough |
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You sleep on cotton, rest in fluff |
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The room is filled with catalogs |
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Encyclopedias, books enough |
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To keep me busy in the morning |
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Sun sets fast without warning |
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The room is filled with cords and plugs |
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Electronic translucent bugs |
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And what's that crawling all around? |
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What's that twitching, is it still alive!? |
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Is it still alive!? |
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Is it still alive!?does anyone in here get hitwith inside fever?so bad sometimes it's hardto move aroundthey'll show you all the thingsyou are not doinginstead of helping you they'lllock you outand you're whining you shouldn't waste your moneybut the couch fibers keep you insideso |
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I'm so sorry |
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I came inlate this eveningbut all the clocks aroundthe town had diedand all the fruit store's colorswere so brightwith couples smilingcooking things tonightand what were all thosetroubles on my mindyes |
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I took a walkoh i like a walk |
