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By The Lawrence Arms, where have i been all your life
sitting on fences
a
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By The Lawrence Arms, limp lines resign
limp lines resign
limp lines resign themselves
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By The Lawrence Arms, he shuffled up a pair of surfer slippers and an
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By The Lawrence Arms, I haven't seen you since that Brooklyn night
I guess it's
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By The Lawrence Arms, Passive agressive, confessing, repressive
Structurally uncertain, transparent, transgressive
I've stumbled into something
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By The Lawrence Arms, tonight 'll sit around pushing my shit down the drain,
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By The Lawrence Arms, They told me where to go
(And I always follow)
They told
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By The Lawrence Arms, Is it hard for you to sleep at night?
The powder
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By The Lawrence Arms, don't break too many hearts
don't take too many arrows in
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By The Lawrence Arms, we throw out our bodies on the fire and we
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By The Lawrence Arms, so you're sinking kinda fast
that a great big light was
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By The Lawrence Arms, baseball bats and salivating mouths
in a square room, doors
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By The Lawrence Arms, face down on the ground
stormclouds lie in white snowpiles all
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By The Lawrence Arms, Invisible, inviting visions linger
This swirl of smoke looks like her
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By The Lawrence Arms, I scratched my name into the table
The knife and phone
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By The Lawrence Arms, I work on belmont, but I live in wicker park
All
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By The Lawrence Arms, killing time
the t.v.'s on
with a bottle of shit
buried
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By The Lawrence Arms, I can't connect to this sacred object, the bar was
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By The Lawrence Arms, Losing sight of a past time
The years fly right by
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By The Lawrence Arms, I sat with the drunks and the speed freaks
And I
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By The Lawrence Arms, I’m like a record player
I keep goin’ round
With a needle
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By The Lawrence Arms, another day
chock full of choices
of things to hate
another
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By The Lawrence Arms, hey mike i wish i could
help you figure something
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By The Lawrence Arms, snow piled on tables, up on scales, into bags. latenight
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By The Lawrence Arms, The surging blood rushes through me
In tune to the pulsing
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By The Lawrence Arms, Telephone, telephone
What did you scream into your telephone, telephone
What did
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By The Lawrence Arms, Tear us up
and stuff us down the drain
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By The Lawrence Arms, leveling, graveling, gravelly groans
exude my exhaustion,
canonize all my
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By The Lawrence Arms, There's a letter at my momma's house,
came with a
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By The Lawrence Arms, Is there any hope for us, or are the rumors