The fan sounds like the voices of someone watching TV.
As the surplus run slowlys sits, I wish it were me.
So I'll return all my calls anonymously
as to gently release responsibilities.
These threats are less than threats-
the faster fast-balls,
unremembered bets
you made in haste against Dianne.
Erase the ones you know the best.
This Ajax, asbestos, amonia, you'll see-
as foul as this no-sleep-on-Sunday-disease-
will disarm and day-ware,
deny any crease
that dares to be neat,
that aspires to be clean.

Lyrics submitted by BlackEyedAngels

The Dianne Eraser song meanings
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