I wonder why I stay
After all I told myself
To lift
Well the girl in the front row is leaving
She's
Everyone is standing 'round
Waiting for their high
You feel
I can't help but feel a little ill
When I
Porsche books bands
At the pink Cadillac
She can do
Everyone's on trialI'm not showing upEveryone's guilty but I'm not
It's too quiet in my headI'm not dead, I'm alrightAnd
Now there's no where left to goCause I know how
(MOSTLY INSTRUMENTAL)LamentHuh uh huhIs lament okayLament...What the hell is a
WhatStand in the doorwayStand in the doorwaySlowly but surelyStand in
Scenes move by days dragging onI'm only killing timeBoundaries, fences
For three strange dayswell i had no obligationsmy mind was
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