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I'm tired of this piece of string. you sleep as much as i do now and you don't eat much of anything I don't know who you're talking to, I made a search through every room but all I found was dust that moves and shadows of the afternoon. And listen, about those bitter songs you sing, They're not helping anything. They won't make you strong. So we should open up the house, invite the tabby two doors down, you could ask your sister if she doesn't bring her basset hound. As for things you shouldn't miss, tape his and the modern man, Cold war and card catalogs, to come and join us if they can. For curly drinks and parlor games. Pass around the easy life. of absolutely no regret and later maybe you could try to let your losses dangle off the sharp edge of the century we could talk about the weather or how the weather used to be. and i'll cater with all the birds that i can kill let their tiny feathers fill dissapointment lie down and lick the sorrow from your skin scratch the terror and begin to believe your strong All you ever wanna do is drink and watch TV and frankly that thing doesn't really interest me. I swear I'm gonna bite you hard and taste your titty blood if you don't stop the self-defeating lies you've been repeating since the day you brought me home I know you're strong.  More Weakerthans, The Song Lyrics
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