We've got our rope neckties.
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The light fixture shedding sawdust keeps us hanging on.
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Waiting for the movie rights to come,
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but nobody wants to see us bruised and modest, feeding off ourselves.
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Spent life avoiding all advice.
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Who'd have thought the bottom we know would be so low down.
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What did we do to get so fucked round after round?
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I act like I knew it but sometimes I trick myself.
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I have these delusions that this time it will work out.
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From album to album, falling down.
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We're skidding down the mountain now, should have brought the megaphone.
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What keeps us hanging on?
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Our stomachs, screaming, realize that we'll just eat each other,
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and we're all starving now.
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We're all starving now.
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The Big Fall
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| A Wilhelm Scream |
