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That summer I played a lot of solitaire
Thought about how I wanted to
Love you enough to miss you
A real small room, I played like I was furniture
Thought about how I wanted to
Love missing you enough to love you

Thought about everything we talked about
But we didn't talk about anything

Next summer, I thought about the summer in that small room
Cringe-y song I wrote for you
Hate it enough to miss you
My spirit floated just the fuck out of me
And I waved goodbye to it, living since
Has been a wobbly trip, I could tell you all about it

But I fought about everything I thought about
But I didn't think about anything

Little soul, slipping out a hole in my eardrum
Kicking softly, wanted to
Hold on but I've got such a weak grip
Whimperer, thinking about me and my grievances
Weakness, doofus, champion
Of nothing, just colossal time-waster

But this 3 minutes well this is just a distraction
Just a momentary lapse in form
Dumb garage rock for some stupid girl I don't miss
A face floating in nothingness
And if you wanted to hear about my spirit as apple core
You should've made me miss you more
But instead now I'll just go floating on my way

Everyday all day
I can be in a bad mood
Everyday all day

Put on some Arthur Russell, see how fast I change
It's embarrassing.


Lyrics submitted by JohnnyMorman

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