| Nurses run the ER like a pound drome on a popsicle stick and run their mouths
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| like rabid animals begging for a liquor medicating human nature until it
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| nurtures the future schtick running cuts through core doors of instruments and
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| IV drips
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| IVY league kids trading financial aid for cocktails and midnight hyperbolic
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| remedies of cartoons from the nineties and naked night
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| And make 3k from a payday like Andre being cast out and an outcast
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| I have a reason to be quiet than a reason to be loud
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| 'Cause the music is the reason my life is positively changed
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| We’ve been granted the freedom of high speed internet and confirmation bias
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| it’s a riot once you warm up to the boys
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| We have loud instruments and even louder toys instrumentals and the prowls of
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| power lifters noise making packs fill the railroad to land at the summit to the
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| valley’s joys and the wave of the guns
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| Guns are 21 salute fire back to the fallen and retired junk drawer in the glove
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| compartment of the Cadillac calling back and remove the mansion
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| From the child all you have left is the canal buried in a route
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| But I often find myself trying to find myself choking on the bleachers,
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| soaking on the beacher, hoping I’m a pitcher, joking for a breach I’ll abandon
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| the abdomen when I feel I’ve laughed too hard to breath
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| I’m not entitled to your respect but I’ll accept your generosity cause the
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| price tag is so close to funding my funny vengefully
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| But centuries have sensually centred the accessible century celibacy create a
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| monster religion can demolish sensibly so sentence me
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| Cuff and all tough and sprawl the law of the land demands I get one phone call
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| So I’ll order around the drinks for everyone involved
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| Cuff my wrists make a quick list to make sure each little fraction of a faction
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| of my heart’s demise is resolved
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| So buy the bleach with down so I can smell the scent of warm laundry when you
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| bury me alive
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| I love the way you take notes when I talk but you keep them bottled up inside
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| in life when I am gaining is far better than when I’m losing then
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| I’m not losing anything but how badly you want something doesn’t dictate how
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| much you deserve
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| It surviving I have one last song to sing don’t give me the Beatles it’s a
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| little too generic
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| I will be drown out in the noise and I can’t feel like I earned it give me gran
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| funk railroader
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| Something in between keep my head frozen in a box behind Disneyland to give the
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| oceans the keys please
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| Whatever you do just understand that when I’m gone you will still accept the
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| truth
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| That you are loved completely |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nurses Run, artist - Hotel Books. Album song Equivalency II: Everything We Left Out, in the genre Иностранный рок