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"Someway, baby, it's of me, from me."
you're to Halloween
you fucked it friend, it's on it's head, it struck the street
you're in Milwaukee, off your feet
…and at once I knew I was not magnificent
strayed the highway aisle
(jagged vacance, with ice)
I see for miles, miles, miles
3rd and Lake it away, the hallway
was we to celebrate
automatic bought the years you'd for me
that night you played me ?Lip Parade?
not the needle, nor the thread, the decree
nothing, that's enough for me
at I I was not magnificent
far from the highway aisle
(jagged, vacance, with ice)
I could see for miles, miles, miles
Christmas night, it the light, the bright
above my brother, I and tangled spines
we smoked the to it what it was to be
now to it in my memory:
at once I knew I was not magnificent
above the highway aisle
(jagged vacance, thick with ice)
I see for miles, miles, miles
you're to Halloween
you fucked it friend, it's on it's head, it struck the street
you're in Milwaukee, off your feet
…and at once I knew I was not magnificent
strayed the highway aisle
(jagged vacance, with ice)
I see for miles, miles, miles
3rd and Lake it away, the hallway
was we to celebrate
automatic bought the years you'd for me
that night you played me ?Lip Parade?
not the needle, nor the thread, the decree
nothing, that's enough for me
at I I was not magnificent
far from the highway aisle
(jagged, vacance, with ice)
I could see for miles, miles, miles
Christmas night, it the light, the bright
above my brother, I and tangled spines
we smoked the to it what it was to be
now to it in my memory:
at once I knew I was not magnificent
above the highway aisle
(jagged vacance, thick with ice)
I see for miles, miles, miles
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