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Ramshackle Glory
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Punk Is the Worst Form of Music, Except for All the Others
It's dawn somewhere in Tallahassee. I'm still lying awake with you next to me: tired enough for misery but too miserable to sleep. You find a new date every day on the internet. I ain't found one for myself in years, I think. It's nothing personal, but I hate you right now much as I hate Tallahassee. This Chevy van is not my home. Tell me it's true, until I believe it, and I'll tell you that your dream is a prison. It's noon somewhere, I think it's Michigan. I'm driving fast as the hardcore tape you're playing, Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com to make it to the show on time. As if I really give a shit. Because every song is a lie as soon as it's played twice, and by the hundredth time it's pathological. If I had any courage I would have quit a dozen states ago. This Chevy van is not my home. Tell me it's true, until I believe it, and I'll tell you that your dream is a prison.
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