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Electrofolk Revival
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Tip
I feel like a tip, At seven percent, and it's embarrassing; She left me and I am nickels and dimes beside the pepper; I keep watching the same cord severed: I see us spinning our lives together, Then a cord like a mother and child— I know that's gross, but it's Appropriately depicting the thing that I feel...
I'm at the end of the slide; It's time to recline and feel the cool plastic; I have yet to decide, decide if I'm tired of climbing that ladder; My hands are becoming leather; They twist and burn in the deepest nether: The steel is taking it's toll— I know I'm not old, but I told you already Just pity the thing that I feel...
I don't want another name To think back on and feel ashamed; I don't want to play a game
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com With a piece of my mind... I still can't decide What one should say in these situations; She wanted to say one last goodbye and I wouldn't stop her; I keep watching the same cord severed: I see us spinning our lives together, Then a cord, like a mother and child— I know that's gross, but it's
Appropriately depicting the thing that I feel. I don't want another name To think back on and feel ashamed; I don't want to play this game
With a piece of my mind... (...make you feel on top of the world...) (...the old music...) (...so I welcome you... not alone...) (...wholly free from guile...)
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