(R. Pollard, Mitchell)
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I built you up with everything I got
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for a little more time to analyze the crime (thought)
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and I don't feel hurt now that you don't write
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because I'm used to this shit and you tell
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me its alright.
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And your so right and I'm so wrong
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but we could be lonely before too long
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And I don't care if the whole things going wrong
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because we will be lonely before too long
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Just one spark makes a hell of a fire
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I'm still wrong but your still a liar
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Trap Soul Door
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| Guided By Voices |
