ducksmithson – whirlygigs lyrics
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whirlygigs
clog the gutters on the roof
nothing fits
nothing leads me back to you
swimming pools
turn the people all the same
and it’s so cruel
it’s a sickness i can’t name
i’m the most
quiet ghost
you’ve laid eyes on in your life
keeping post
playing host
being someone i don’t like
play for keeps
bet it all and lose again
gives me the creeps
when all my friends make other friends
take a load off
bleach a headache in the sun
think it’s over
when it’s really just begun
can’t decide
run and hide
be a burrowed little thing
in my mind
i get by
but it’s not worth anything
i guess it feels like spring
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