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13 January 2008
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Sing me your malady, and I will sing mine
As easy as one, two, three, and we will get by
I've gotta leave the city, I've gotta put my mind at ease
Make this the last time ever, I write a song ab
But I can take you on, I can take you on
I'll be your next-door neighbour, your mother and your savior
I can take you on, I can take you on
I'll be the murder on the Rue Morgue you're trying to sol
I know many who are worse of than you
But you stick to you fuck-ups like they're made out of glue
Little Dysfunk you, now what you gonna do?
Your eyes are watery, a mouth made for joy
Always quoti
You're not afraid of pain, I know what you did
But now the question is do you really dare to live?
Pretty Dysfunk kid
It's better to be bitter than to seem like a fool,
You say and hide behind you
Walk with me slowly, let in some air
I know we both have been lonely and I wasn't there
But here's a packet of peanuts and here's a pint of beer,
We both run around in circles when there's nothing
Don't know much about love and roses
But I know we got compatible neuroses
Know there's a way to shed your skin
But when we don't know where it ends how should we dare to begin?
Oh Lord, I need your help now
To feel love 'cause I've forgotten how
And it's so hard you see when all the scruitinizers, brutalizers, hipster jerks and bad advisors
Make my ears and my eyes bleed
When people passing you by, you'll always be a child in yearning
You say that you will get by, but the sadness in your heart is burning
And here comes Chuck, he says: Lend me a buck, next thing you'
Night after night I tell myself
That I gotta find a way to escape this void
After all is said and done
My resumé's gonna be elegant from now on
You put the strap around your neck
Funny tha
I never knew you, never will
And if we'd meet I'd probably hate you from the very
Start up a fight, I'd fight you right
But by the end of the night we'd be the ones to hang out
Buy you a drink, a
You, who stole my solitude
And expelled me into this mood
Who permitted you to intrude
So unelegant and rude?
You, who haunt me all day long
Who make me write this song
Of how you've done me wro
You, who barricade my streets
Who leave me no retreat
Who haunt me in my sleep
And bitter what I eat
You, say what did you expect
For a person who's infected
My association paths
Did you
No! I gotta get a hobby, something soothing for my soul
To get my mind off you
I'm gonna get a job and a cute little dog
Then look for someone new
And forget I ever wanted you
Conquest
She was just another conquest
Didn't care whose heart was broke
Love to him was a joke
'til he looked into her eyes
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