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"DIAWB" lyrics
I’ve been trying to sell my soul
I’m at the back of the line
green mining through ashtrays
some things never change
the bottom shelf is a black hole
Slow and Low, Rock and Rye
knocked me out for a while
now, I’m wide-awake
I don’t want to . . .
I don’t want it
chip crumbs on my shoulder
I always shit where I sleep
I’m asleep in your living room so guard your things
I really needed a blanket
I didn’t know how to ask
buried deep in your cushions . . .
I’m dead
(bury me)
I don’t want to
(death is a warm blanket)
I don’t want to
(bury me)
I don’t want to feel it
(cover up, move on to better things)
I don’t want to
(bury me)
I don’t want to
(bury me)
I don’t want to feel
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