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Public Eye Accident: Holed Up at the Happenin'

from Unposed Questions by Mama Would Be Proud

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You know you can't make a mistake. You keep your habits 'til it breaks. And you know, I won't insist on his public eye accident. Where he broke down in the morning, drove himself nauseous every night. He got sick, holed up at the happenin'. And the theme? Man, it's out of sight.
I cut back all my armies, I sent letters in the voice of God. Singing "Death to any capitals and short ones in the garage." Because nothings as important as what's burning up your brain. You try taming it for almost twenty years, but you still fucking complain. Yeah you're so blue.
Never got a thrill relaxin'. I keep my paranoia in this jug. I can't ever stop this tapping, my hands shake, I drop my cup! Yeah, I like to hear things shattering and when I cry it's like the falling rain. And it only rains for you sweet girl and you still fucking complain. That you're so blue and yeah it's true. But at least you're an ocean. Or a really nice pool.... or a really nice pool.... You know you can't make a mistake, you keep your habits 'til it breaks. But you know I won't insist on his public eye accident.

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from Unposed Questions, released November 1, 2010

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