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medieval found footage - greeter lyrics

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[verse 1]
i see a storm of passing portraits form before my eyes
i try my best to stay afloat
my cheeks are tired from the smile i’ve been pulling
my teenage patois fades away
this suit is consistently the cleanest thing i own
i take my station very seriously
[?]
this is the first time i’ve been asked to speak to my manager alone

it cascades down his neck
it’s hardly a demand from me, more than a complaint from my many [?]
it’s just a trim, it’s only a trim
it’s an all paid spa and back massage that ends with image could [?]
but it’s your career ahead

[?]

the barber chopped my hair off and i feel like a fresh new man
but it’s only a matter of weeks before that tumor grows again
and i hate every photo where it frames my head
its january through early march and i don’t know what’s next
the barber chopped my hair off and i feel like a fresh new man
but its only a matter of weeks before that tumor grows again and i hate every photo where it frames my head
it’s january through early march and i don’t know what’s next
the barber chopped my hair off and i feel like a fresh new man
its only a matter of weeks before that tumor grows again
and i hate every photo where it frames my head
it’s january through early march and i don’t know what’s next
the barber chopped my hair off and i feel like a fresh new man
but its only a matter of weeks before that tumor grows again
and i hate every photo where it frames my head
it’s january through early march and i don’t know what’s next
and i don’t know what’s next



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