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Straighten up my shoulders for my mother and
The of a posture I'm dying to know
Feeling a kid selling ten dollar chocolates
Reciting all my lines to your closing door
Thought a change of scenery would make me better
Moved four hundred miles away, I'm still at the floor
And feeling useless as a mime in a session
Here's a million mute expressions, here's the one where I choke on my
Then in comes the church the answers
Ah Ah me with those tired acronyms
They look on the overhead slide
saving lives
Works every
Coughing up in a month of indifference
And lapping up the lie with an tongue
I'm my eyelids with a hand on your shoulder
adornment always kills concern
Sick of coming home the TV mumbling
used to be a time when you spoke to me with words
I'm up and down saying it's a commitment
And toasting new beginnings sorry I thought it would work
All my speech is with annulment
I'm sorry, I'm just doing I think I should
I'm gathering my things and I'm leaving for in November
I don't know I'll talk to you
I guess both our eyes have finally died
I still to try