I swear it’s only been a year, Since you lost control Maybe it’s time for you To let go of everyone You know now that I think about it The ragtime magpies of your little universe This television set is buried in the set of another one lost You’re sucking the life out of energy Less time to rush You know it’s all a joke The tattoo of a note On a mad television Will be the magpies you know That can be a little asshole I swear it’s been a year Since you lost control And let go of everyone you know You’re sucking the life out of everything Total made props to the NRC You’re on your third television set this week Pick up the pieces and spray paint the walls Ditch town again & find some other pause Change up some bad habits and electrify Your life…
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