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I'm all if you ask me, but you never do
Is this thing on, I'm to shoot from the side of Dirty Canal
And I never better since I let it go
You out who your friends are when the city's cold
You speak like a

And I've been reading the French
And I've disconnected

People used to say their breath
That you've got the looks and I've got all of the rest, didn't work out for the
But don't you know, brother don't you know?
jealousy is a curse, much worse is the silence
Strange, moving out of range

You keep going, good to know
The cup runs over, you
But nothing here, the time ticks slow
But the money walks and the hot air
And the same shirt, and the crack, the same window
Chicken from a French
Fiona's strange address, did hear back? (I'm having trouble making you out)
Did you hear (I said I think I'm cutting out)
Did (I'm having trouble)
Did you hear