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Sleep deprived Deranged just a little touch/just a little Tip Crack your Knuckles work your bones All around this town is shaking Shiver/moan All the ways we get horizontal We get up to Get down, always a little off Always a half-second early, drop Let it all fall off Devolve your way to the light, little moth We're so god ****** enlightened here But you've got a long ways to go, always Stagger long my wayward friend Lots of beds but None that feel like home We get weird but It ain't so strange Tie your hair up in tangles like you've been had on the ground Alley dirt on your *** Dance your way to the front Alternate between confident and terrified/cigarettes naked fall Asleep alone On some weird couch While your best friend ***** your ex in another house Forgivable, forgivable Can't be mad at the poet/drunk but it's okay just breathe Your way to the next day sit and look at pictures be jealous Of the you you used to be Shower like you're poison Fill your car and Head South Head South Head South
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May 18, 2013
May 18, 2013 at 3:29 PM UTC
Shake
Sleep deprived Deranged just a little touch/just a little Tip Crack your Knuckles work your bones All around this town is shaking Shiver/moan All the ways we get horizontal We get up to Get down, always a little off Always a half-second early, drop Let it all fall off Devolve your way to the light, little moth We're so god ****** enlightened here But you've got a long ways to go, always Stagger long my wayward friend Lots of beds but None that feel like home We get weird but It ain't so strange Tie your hair up in tangles like you've been had on the ground Alley dirt on your *** Dance your way to the front Alternate between confident and terrified/cigarettes naked fall Asleep alone On some weird couch While your best friend ***** your ex in another house Forgivable, forgivable Can't be mad at the poet/drunk but it's okay just breathe Your way to the next day sit and look at pictures be jealous Of the you you used to be Shower like you're poison Fill your car and Head South Head South Head South
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May 18, 2013
May 18, 2013 at 3:29 PM UTC
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