Thursday, April 12, 2007

Catbird seat

It’s a fuckin’ wreck in here baby
It smells so stale sour
And it’s all so heavy and tired
Why you so far away?
Your weeks from now
Why you so long away?

You come’n sleep in this dirty bed
And I’ll be there in that soon to be
It’s only fair
I’ve done the work
And you’ve already forgotten
What it took

You so far away
You so long away

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