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Argybargy

Here Comes That Feeling

Track B3
 
[Chorus 1] Up in the morning Politely yawning There's frost on the roof of the car First cigarette puffs Gold links in my cuffs Egg on the shirt of my heart [Verse 1] Fingerprint the dust with my name Squint my eyes to see from my fame Spot the words that fall from my lines The deafness hides the light from the blind [Chorus 2] Stop starting journey The road returns me Back to the world in the evening The stage rehearsals Voice on the circles Blah blah my way to the ceiling [Verse 2] I can't see the walls for the chairs Are there people sitting out there Feed me with a frown or a laugh Featureless the faces that ask [Outro] Tonight I'm cracking I'm murder acting Footlit the visual of my lines I'll smoke and drink it I'll eat and think it Miserable the murder plot unwinds
 
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