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I'm spilling everything on myself
I've nothing left to give
What a wonderful way to spend the end of the good old days
Ushered in by the sleeve
Left scratching my head
What happened to swimming pool etiquette
Pull up the anchors when the sun goes north
What exactly did you mean when you said that
"Life is the exit"
Pull off at the next rest stop
If things are so wrong then life is too long
If things are so bad then what's wrong with that
If we burn this house down
We're left here standing around
Holding hands in the ashes
It's not so bad I guess
I'll eat stale cake till the calendar catches me
That annual atrophy
My brass bound ways
There's nothing like too much of what you wanted the most
Swear God is playing a joke
I guess I'll chew till I choke
If things are so wrong then life is too long
Yeah things are so bad
So what's wrong with that
If we burn this house down
We're left here standing around
Holding hands in the ashes
Holding hands in the ashes
Holding hands in the ashes
Though I
I sink
Ride the spillage in the offshore
Though I
I sink
Ride the spillage in the offshore
Though I
Though I
If things are so wrong then life is too long