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Atmosphere mp3
No surprises, I guess that's how it goes Sits across from me, at a booth in this dive(?) I contemplate how much more I can survive But I'm alive, so I should be content Then tell why the hell my whole world is bent I was sentiment can frustrate the population In-between the alcohol and the copulation What you call it, if you build it I will break it What's wrong? How you doin'? Nah, save it Gave it(?her?) a fraction of all I had to give I guess I hold a grudge, cause you still got my rib With your beautiful eyes, unscrupulous lies Now watch the circus clown run around in circles and try Seems like all I get to eat is hope Girl, if we got along better we'd be dope [Sample] Oh walls, they surround me Loneliness, has found me [Slug] And for as much as I complain, I'm lovin' it And I only mention it so that I can rub it in Wake up to the sunlight, shake off last night Check what's left and try to get the rest right Decision, splitting headache lifting Symptoms matching, mama was afraid of it Knowledge of self ain't as evil as they made it Call it what you want, if you build it they will break it The plain truth, there's no substitute But sometimes she bares the disguise (yes you do) A story teller kills(?) with life not hope Girl, if we got along better we'd be dope And that's the sound that a dog will make when he's just been hit by a car And that's the tone that hits close to home, when the cocaine outlives the star And that's the noise that disrupts the boys when the cue ball smacks it goal(?) And these are the words that disturb your earth when I walk away with your hope |
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