Everything You Touch Becomes a Crutch

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Smog - Pop

Everything You Touch Becomes a Crutch

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Have I said too much? Am I losing my touch? I don't think we should touch You go with the other men Me, I beat myself to sleep Maybe I should have just Left all this in a lock-up box In Boston I never said too much I always tried to save face I never said too much Tried to save my face Only a few spare incidents Of disgrace Never said too much I said we should not touch I beat myself to sleep You go with your other men Go with your other men I beat myself to sleep I beat myself to sleep Maybe I should have left all this In an airport lock-up box In Boston

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  • Bill Callahan