| This still life is all I ever do
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| There by the window, quietly killed for you
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| In this glass house, my insect life
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| Crawling the walls under electric lights
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| I’ll go into the night, into the night
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| She and I, into the night
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| Is this still life all I’m good for, too?
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| There by the window, quietly killed for you
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| And they drive by like insects do
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| They think they don’t know me
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| They hired a car for you
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| To go into the night, into the night
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| She and I, into the night
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| And this still life is all I ever do
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| There by the window, quietly killed for you
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| And this still life is all I ever do
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| But it’s still, still life
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| But it’s still, still life
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| But it’s still, still life |