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Your the ice cold lover now On your ******* jack soap box Cookin' crank on sunset On the blvd. of the lost Layin' out on the floor Of the small hotel room upstairs Listenin' to the Jefferson Airplane Reading books about Atlantis and Voltaire Your lawyer showed up at the Omnibus Making excuses for his lost case And his face glowed with deceit As we were lost in his paper chase I don't know why I was disappointed Judges and lawyers are all the same Well dressed in their three piece suits But they can never feel the pain I was listening through ur apartment door I could hear Terry Ried singing Super Lungs And in between some Kurt Cobain songs Later you had that far away look in your eyes The kind you get when your thinking But not actually really listening to what I was saying I wonder what it was this time What it was that you weren't revealing Some hidden aspect in your past life Some dyin' ember that was still burning
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Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 12:27 PM UTC
ICE COLD COLD LOVER
Your the ice cold lover now On your ******* jack soap box Cookin' crank on sunset On the blvd. of the lost Layin' out on the floor Of the small hotel room upstairs Listenin' to the Jefferson Airplane Reading books about Atlantis and Voltaire Your lawyer showed up at the Omnibus Making excuses for his lost case And his face glowed with deceit As we were lost in his paper chase I don't know why I was disappointed Judges and lawyers are all the same Well dressed in their three piece suits But they can never feel the pain I was listening through ur apartment door I could hear Terry Ried singing Super Lungs And in between some Kurt Cobain songs Later you had that far away look in your eyes The kind you get when your thinking But not actually really listening to what I was saying I wonder what it was this time What it was that you weren't revealing Some hidden aspect in your past life Some dyin' ember that was still burning
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Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 12:27 PM UTC
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