to the best of my knowledge, there
are things we never meant, the process was
the punishment, with a jerk-like maneuver,
flicked the radio on, I think about you, six
months gone, you told me that you felt that
something was not quite right, i told you
with harshness the problem's not just mine,
i hear all this static and feel all this friction,
interference in our reception, without
conversation boredom kept itself around,
the music's loud, turn it down, turn the
radio down.

Lyrics submitted by sean7711

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