Big guitars. Huge drums. Whiney lyrics. Must be AltGrunge. Haha Raincoats in the month of July Funerals never hit me quite right Feeling sick Think I'd better lay down Bed of roses Make my stomach turn out Abandoned as a child I'll withdraw my name from this book Where do I turn now? I think I'd have a better look The world spins down As I harden my bitter heart Rather I choke Than vomit what I'm feeling right now
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