A Million Dead End Jobs Lyrics by Fembots
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When all I want is a minute more
I'm only minutes late
But opening up all life's locked doors
It's not my strongest trait

I do it well, I do it well
But I don't like to wait
I do it well

When the feeling sours
From your private hours
To the public crush
It feels just like a million dead end jobs

At the corner store
You leave the line your cigarettes in hand
Broken

But you do it well
You do it well
You do it well
Don't you?

You do it well
When all I want is a minute more   I'm only minutes late   But opening up all life's locked doors   It's not my strongest trait      I do it well, I do it well   But I don't like to wait   I do it well      When the feeling sours   From your private hours   To the public crush   It feels just like a million dead end jobs      At the corner store   You leave the line your cigarettes in hand   Broken      But you do it well   You do it well   You do it well   Don't you?      You do it well