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Nervous Tale We're all in it together We're all hanging for shame And this is the tale of why I lost my nerve; Suspicious friends and carpet stains Can you trust your wife? Jesus Christ and a Stanley knife A Paranoid thirsty drain will Pick your pockets dry, Someone�s calling out your name We're all in it together We're all hanging for shame And this is the tale of why I lost my nerve; Lamp chords and fire flies is my life still mine? Falling standard issue death reporting no ones home, n' rapid eye movement lies someones calling out the blame We're all in it together We're all hanging for shame And this is the tale of why I lost my nerve; The loser is king When his queens for sale, And Everymans chocking in an Everymans coffin and this is the tale so draw lines from this vision and sleep on your decision of why I lost my nerve. This nuclear age is so unclear as neptunium love songs crackle and hiss against new wave windows all covered in cloud and this is the tale so drip feed from this vision sleep with the decision and this is the tale and this is this is |
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