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if the neighbors complain then they complain
i won't say nothing, let them suffer
just for one night anyway
if the bums outside looking for change
stop as your walking, ask you for money
bottles, cans to give away
cuz we all need something to help us get off
on the things that make our eyes big with a real intensity
and so far all the glossy dance club post cards
that i've gotten from my friends aren't really that interesting
all i hear are grinding jaws
a bump in the closet
a rip in the bathroom
perscriptions filled for aderol
all our weekends last this long
combing the carpets
cooking the lightbulbs
looking for patterns on the wall
lyrics and melody by Oliver Saria
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