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Death Cab for Cutie - Two Cars |
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I try to scrape it off, the thought of skin against skin |
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And move it from the front to back and started go again |
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But the depression and time breed and multiply |
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And I've got more mouths to feed than I could ever |
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Fit in this auto |
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You go have a good time |
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Bring back stories 'cause I will stay behind |
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So punch the clock, two months are up, and I am stuck down |
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Against the floor the heat rises out and leaves town |
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As the depression and time breed and multiply |
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'Til I've got more mouths to feed than I could ever |
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Fit in this auto |
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You go have a good time |
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Bring back stories 'cause I will stay behind |
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That's the story of a boy who tried to play it cool |
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But found it hard to keep it up when you were changing rules |
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With the depression and time breed and multiply |
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'Til I've got more mouths to feed than I could ever |
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Fit in this auto |
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You go have a good time |
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Bring back stories 'cause I will stay behind |
