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Lay my mattress on the floor

Don't need a frame, I'm not a door


Close the windows in my room
So I can scream inside the booth
Hope they hear me when I'm dead
My songs are paintings made of lead
But don't they sound so fucking nice?
To stay with you throughout the night

Waking up, I'm feeling cold


Winter wind blew in the snow
But there's no snow in LA
I miss my home back in PA
Hope they hear me when I'm dead
My songs are paintings made of lead
But don't they sound so freaking sweet?
To stay with you until you sleep

I'm not moving quick enough


But faster than I ever been
Oh, I'm not moving quick enough
But faster than I ever been

Oh, I'm not moving quick enough


But still faster than I ever been
Oh, I'm not moving quick enough
But still faster than I ever been

Got the keys to my new place


All redone before I came
Damn it looks so fucking great
It's all mine, let's celebrate
But there's no one I would call
And if I did, who would come?
So I bought my session pain
And I drank it in the tub

Hope they hear me when I'm gone


My songs'll carry on
'Cause they sound fucking nice
To stay with you throughout the night
And I'll make them all alone
From the comfort of my home
I'm just turning on the lights
To see how long that they stay bright

I'm not moving quick enough


But faster than I ever been
Oh, I'm not moving quick enough
But faster than I ever been

Oh, I'm not moving quick enough


But still faster than I ever been
Oh, I'm not moving quick enough
But still faster than I ever been

My song, my song, my song, my song


My song, my song, my song, my song
My song, my song, my song, my song
My song

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