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Junkie's Lullaby
01:52
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I had a paper bag I brought home
(pack me up)
To the house in the which I was raised
(pack me in)
(moving boxes - and a ghost)
I filled it up with mother's lunch
And all the other drugs left over after that
(I kept in the drawer)
The place I came from
(it was a drawer where I finally found it)
Makes me so depressed
(Told me -- that I felt so so so lonely)
Who needs
Who needs
(A drawer with a life in it)
I love the sunshine of course
Who needs
Who needs
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TrundleHurse
02:55
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Regret hit me like a foreign disease
All the warning signs that I should have seen
All the nights that you spent hunting the ghost in your being
All the scattered parts of a human being
Hope it takes you somewhere
I know this is nowhere
Hope it takes you somewhere
I know this is nowhere
... But I'll be a bugwings bouquet someday
A slowly welling cough unbroken
I am out of luck and funds of course
A gallery of what might have been ever growing
I'll never trust what's hidden in your trundlehorse
Hope it takes you somewhere
I know this is nowhere
I'm hungry I need some air
Give me your mouth give me your chair
And your chin
And your knees
And your laugh ...
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