Oh noose tied myself in, tied myself too tight
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Looking kind of anxious in your cross armed stance
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Like a bad tempered prom queen at a homecoming dance
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And I claim I'm not excited with my life any more
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So I blame this town, this job, these friends
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The truth is it's myself
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And I'm trying to understand myself
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and pinpoint where i am
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By the time I get things figured out
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I've change the whole damn plan
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Oh noose tied myself in, tied myself too tight
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Talking shit about a pretty sunset
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Blanketing opinions that i'll probably reget soon
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I've changed my mind so much I cant even trust it
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My mind changed me so much I cant even trust myself
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Talking Shit About A Pretty Sunset
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| Modest Mouse |
