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Goddamn all these open windows
and this air floating in
too disgusting to breathe.
and goddamn all these seeds we've planted
growing into nothing too disgusted to breathe.
and goddamn these muddy paths
bogged down by this overprotective footwear.
and fuck this sense of entitlement
we're all afflicted with
just the same goddamn carbon copies with a few too many screws loose and buttons pressed too hard

The start button is stuck on this control pad and I just want to pause.

This head is empty, but something else is full.
this life is never ending until the bump hits the road.
we're taught since the beginning anybody can fly
we're all immortal until the day that we die.
you said I've grown so mature
I said you've grown naive and lost your ability to read people.
"You're an asshole," you said
I said, "there you go, now you've got the hang of it."

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from Findlay's Friendly Appliances, track released May 26, 2011

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