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I took a new way home to recap on some old spores
Foreign lawnscapes and exteriors
But, I've been down this road before
A sore subjective beckons, your words are flames, I am consumed
You take your time with me, like the night I took my time with you
Chorus:
Over the years
We've multiplied
There's nothing left
But to subtract and divide
Now we're fractions of
Our model homes,
Parent-thesized,
Sometimes closed minds think alike
We should be proud to hang our heads
I unpacked my shit amongst yours
No more sleeping with the phone
Bickered over lubricants
and a tile that exclaimed "home sweet home"
Masochistic mannerisms,
I'm your new master serve me food
My emotions are balled and gagged
There is no love here in this room
Serve me up all your lies
Save room for compromise
Serve me up all your lies
Save room for compromise
Foundation is finally falling down
I thought I'd live to see the day
Everything worked out ok
I'm better off when no one is around
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These bars are filled with faces
I have never seen before.
Sometimes I feel so out of place,
I don't want to remember those times
when I got so drunk
that I passed out right up on the stage
and woke up in Clifton Heights.
Chorus:
It's late.
I know you.
You're done with me.
I can't blame you.
I said I'm sorry.
It wasn't much.
It's hard to look at your reflection
and know that you were wrong.
I'll never say this to your face,
so I'll sing it in this song.
And you want to come along,
but that never worked before,
so we'll only say "So long..."
I hope you find what you're looking for
before you drown yourself in what you lost before
We're losing touch like a telegram.
You're closing doors and I'm a battering ram.
I see a face, but I can't make it out.
And you're not here.
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Game Overture
02:50
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Where's the elephant, tucked in one of the guest rooms?
Miss Irrelevant, are you also in denial?
You're like Sally Field and I'm your Lifetime drama
Won't you go ahead and just finish me off?
I feel numb
I can't deny all is lost
Ill at ease
Should I bow or applaud?
Chorus:
You believe
Life begins at your degree
Break the ice and educate me
Your laurels
Out of context morals
Subsidized and secreting from your loins
Shivering on the floor dreaming of "luke-wars" turned cold
It's a call to arms that will never unfold
I feel numb
I can't deny all is lost
Ill at ease
Should I bow or applaud?
I have a choice
Left or right wrist
I'm slaughtered on your porch
Calibrating my lungs
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Worthmores Cincinnati, Ohio
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