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    Broken Cash Machine • You're Gonna Miss It All!

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Home alone on friday night
No better time for exercise
And wishing you were still my girlfriend
 
Sweeping floors and folding napkins
Praying something cool might happen
The sun explodes we die
The world ends
 
Talking to my friends about stuff
Nasty beer and plastic handcuffs
Back when them and you and me
Would share our space in harmony
 
Oh, why did I do that?
Why does everything collapse
Even when it's glued together
 
Hey, why did I do that?
I make everything collapse
Even when it's glued together
 
Questioning my awkward footing
Mixing bitter pills with chocolate pudding
Hiding gifted fixtures
 
Trying to not say words out loud
Wondering if I'm talking too loud
 
My eyes burning holes in your old pictures
 
Oh, why did I do that?
Why does everything collapse
Even when it's glued together
 
Hey, why did I do that?
I make everything collapse
Even when it's glued together
 
Fuck you why did I do that?
It's your fault I can't relax
But nothing changing while I'm sitting here
With both hands glued together
 

 

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