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I walk a burned out porn star with aching feet for a car
My buddy had a with a girl named Star
me appreciate how the little things are

But a road isn't easily told
To a young centerfold
Labeled the winner's

Yeah, I'm really if you know what I mean
Except for this dream
Of total feeling while the windmill's squealing
The squealing

I paint to kill the dead saints, I paint to it clear
My colors run in and gray
But they give to someone dear

Yeah, yeah, yeah, two a.m.
With a walking drum kick
And this candle doesn't a wick
But I'm really not that scared, no I'm not scared

I walk like a burned out porn star with aching for a car
My buddy had a baby with a girl named
Makes me how the little things are