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Shut Out, Pimpled and Angry I Quietly Tied All My Guts Into Knots Gave Up On Trying to Make Them I Figured It Take Them Too Long to Look Up And Besides It Was Undeniably Clear to Me I Don't Know Why When Every Other Part of Life Seemed Locked Behind Shutters I Knew the Worthless Dregs We All Are Then Lucked Out Found My Favorite Record Lying in Wait At the Birmingham Mall The Songs That I Heard The Occasional Book Were the Only Fun I Ever Took And I Thought I Was Making Myself But the Trick Is Just Making Yourself But When They're Parking Their Cars On Your Chest You Still Got a Veiw of the Summer Sky To Make It Hurt Twice When Your Restless Body Caves to It's Whims And Suddenly Struggles to Take Flight...Three Thousand Miles Northeast I Left All My Friends At the Morning Bus Stop Shaking Their Heads "What Kind of Life You Dream Of? Your Allergic to Love" Yes I Know But I Must Say in My Own Defense It's Been Undeniably Clear to Me I Don't Know Why When Every Other Part of Life Seemed Locked Behind Shutters I Knew the Worthless Dregs We Are The Selfless, Loving Saints We Are The Melting, Sliding Dice We've Always Been.
