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Well you say I'm lying but i've been trying to call you
it's just that the hip kids rage so loud and the power is out
Do you still believe in fairy tales, in babies born pure, do you still pray in your sleep, does the alarm clock play The Cure
and are you still hanging by a thread taking seven years to get a degree, borrowing money from the feds you can't pay back, we all need utilities
but I just think its sad how we all turned out, so washed up confused, rung out like a towel strung up misused
and you gave your body one hell of a run, the thing you've put it through, flying bullets loaded guns, collapsed lungs tattoos

And its all starting to catch up to me now
the difference between my art work and my bank account
and its all starting to catch up to me now
I'll have a couple more drinks I'm sure I'll figure it out

Are you still licking Pavement roaming through the garage sale hoping to find Polly and her cracker on the shelf
cause I keep kissing my forty cause I'm to fucked up to notice
how to detach that cap from the glass while I'm drinking

And its all starting to catch up to me now
the difference between my habits and my bill of health
yeah its all starting to catch up to me now
It'll take a couple more years I'm sure I'll figure it out

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It's just the static of the afterglow. Being comfortable with yourself, things like that.

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