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Midwestern Stylings Lyrics - Artist : Glassjaw
Demerol castaway, codeine frequent soma holiday
If I was a morgue, no one would die This atonal score for an arrhythmic dancing at the dance floor I'm dying the death of a mad made for Standard procedure I serve no use for you And I deal with everything you do Enough to itemize the truth I'm of no use and I am yours Now witness my ball and chain That pushing weight like a cancer And be the count that parted mind Handicap that pushes madness between lovers I dabble in the business of [?] Standard procedure I serve no use for you And I deal with everything you do Enough to itemize the truth I'm of no use and I am your new muse Mind tricks the body Body thinks my mind is crazy My mind tricks the body Body thinks my mind is... And I deal with everything you do Enough to itemize the truth I'm of no use and I am your new muse Mind tricks the body Body thinks my mind is crazy My mind tricks the body Body thinks my mind is... And I deal with everything you do Enough to itemize the truth I'm of no use and I am your new muse So best of luck to you and a burning barge to float you through I'm lost in you for days, enjoy the distance as we gaze One time, did we say one day? Maybe not, did we say one day? Standard procedure I serve no use for you And I deal with everything you do Enough to itemize the truth I'm of no use and I am your new muse |
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