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Sabbatical
04:17
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Good god, I'm crawling through the subway again
Good god, it's "happy hunting" with my friends
I'm gonna blow this bitch up
Called upon to reveal their actions, temporarily doomed
Slice the knees and burn them emphatically, incur what ensues
"He said he was done, she said it was fun"
She's spreading, heavy handed and bandaged in other dumps
Sabbatical
Sabbatical
Nobody knows
Now watch 'em go
Good god, these fucking kids are at it again
Good god, I wish I'd just stayed home instead
And if you don't feel me, tough
Frowned upon to leave without hands inside your sleeves, don't resume
Eyes correct their gaze as they land on the same page and rewrite news
"She wasn't in love, he got into drugs"
He's left the stage unpaid with a new girl under his arm
Sabbatical
Sabbatical
Nobody knows
Now watch 'em go
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Homing Pigeon Blues
01:39
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My homing pigeon happily drafted after you
And when he comes he only hums 'Presley' tunes
And it's 5AM again
And I'm thinking about my friends
Whatever comes shall end
I hope they don't have this shit in heaven...
I hope they don't have this shit in heaven...
White eyes folding, hands summon thy grace
300 days without a "Hi" or "How you do?"
I'm feeling scared, unprepared, how about you?
I'm on the mantelpiece
No, I don't feel the heat
Just take me away, please
I hope they don't have this shit in heaven...
I hope they don't have this shit in heaven...
White eyes folding, hands summon thy grace
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