Lawrence Arms Minute Lyrics:
another day chock full of choices of things to
hate another forehead, cobwebby, dull, throbbing,
almost pain ... another obstrusive reminder of
things i hoped were long gone gone and forgotten,
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my stomach feels rotten my shoes are all soaked
and my socks are all cotton my insides are black
from the smoking and pain and every damn song is
fucking the same this same goddamn train glides
soft through the rain and I sit and dizzily wait
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Lyrics: Minute, Lawrence Arms [end]