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(lyrics by peter loeffler) (music by chevelle)
A scratchy throat I wish you would lift this, i drink liquids Spreading true, i hope A blank earth covered in nothing, living Swear this it's something ¡®cause it's here And we feel towards a place And many pay by ignoring And you don't care Where is the mother figure While i'm here And mostly it's hard when this happens Don't keep inside life, ¡®cause that's not fair And solder won't keep me together If heat is there, the heat is there I can feel you breathing And patience is slow going I'd like to obtain this Now ¡®cause this is it made me think ¡®cause this is it made me think Made me see caught this now Caught me
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