body type – 264 lyrics
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on the home stretch
some hundred meters yet
before i reach my door
trees ripping up the pavement
and a junkie’s on our porch again
sleeping on the velvet sofa
sobering, dreaming
till the cops roll over
make him leave
264, 264 chalmers street
oh-oh-oh-oh
now i’m outstretched
lying on my bed
in my room without a view
to the wall next door
and the ceilings growing black again
swallows up the daylight from the hallways
but it’s alright
i don’t mind
i can’t see any flaws
oh, the flaws
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