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(One, two, three, four) Waiting for someone to tolerate me Hanging around because I can't leave this cat behind In nine lives if I haven't found something to hold on to Why worry? Nobody I care for will be around The only emotion that I can convey when I contemplate my life Is an uncompromising flush of uncertainty Which is caused by a combination of lack of self-respect And an overwhelming lack of company So I will share my bed with phantom limbs and live my life in tidy rooms Surround myself with living things that don't know how to move I am like cigarettes and steak and booze, obеsity and stress Everyone with a bad hеart will blame me for their mess My life story's just a clip show Filled with long drawn out scenes of plug holes [Instrumental] [Drum fill after silence] WOOO Jesus Christ, that scared me so bad [laughter]

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  • Crywank