We sit and we sigh
And nothing gets done
So right, so clued-up
We just get old

And all the while
Been torn asunder
Nicotine
And bacteria

What are we coming to?
What are we gonna do?


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    this song is so fucking depressing i love it but it makes you feel like shit as soon as you hear it

    nickmon October 17, 2008   Link

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