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| The Shins Oh, Inverted World Know your onion! Shut out, pimpled and angry. I quietly tied all my guts into knots. Gave up on trying to make them, I figured it'd take them too long to look up and besides... It was undeniably clear to me i don't know why When every other part of life seemed locked behind shutters I knew what worthless dregs we've always been. Lucked out and found my favorite records Lying in wait at the birmingham mall. The songs that i heard, The occasional book Were the only fun i ever took. And i got on with making myself. The trick is just making yourself. But when they're parking their cars on your chest You've still got a view of the summer sky To make it hurt twice when your restless body Caves to its whims And suddenly struggles to take flight... Three thousand miles north east I left all my friends at the morning bus stop shaking their heads. "what kind of life you dream of? you're allergic to love." Yes i know but i must say in my own defense It's been undeniably dear to me, i don't know why When every other part of life seemed locked behind shutters I knew the worthless dregs we are, The selfless, loving saints we are, The melting, sliding dice we've always been. |
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