| Huh!
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| I keep pacing around my room
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| But it doesn’t help
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| And I grind my teeth
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| And I tear my shirt
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| And I grind and I tear
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| And I, had that dream again
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| Where we stood in the park frowning in the light
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| Then the sun went black
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| And the sky turned into night
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| The stars cut us up like butcher knives
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| Outside my window
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| Those birds chirp like camera shutters
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| The kind with the feathers your dad would collect
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| Their gray shit drowns the all statues around here
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| But I forgot what they’re called
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| But you know I walked by the place today
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| Where I broke my fist on the bathroom wall
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| And you threw up into the sink
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| On the corner of some avenue and some street
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| I don’t know
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| I don’t know
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| Huh!
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| I keep writhing around in my bed
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| But it doesn’t help
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| And I bite my lip
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| And I crack my knuckles
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| And I bite and I crack
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| And I
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| I had that dream again
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| We were fucking in the back seat of your car
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| Then the sun blew out
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| And the sky filled up with night
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| The stars fell like hail and crushed our spines
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| When I was falling asleep
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| I heard the voice of a girl
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| I couldn’t quite tell who she was
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| Over the sound of all the buzzing
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| But she said my name
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| And she brushed my hair with her sturdy fingers
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| Bees stung my neck and they felt like lips
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| She kissed my neck and it felt like bees but
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| Felt like her name started with a T
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| I don’t know
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| I don’t know |