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new end original - weary progress lyrics

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it was a nervous little shudder,
i was thinking of my mother,
i was making up excuses,
i was sorry, sore, no intimacy.
cradlecap and funny sports and thin.
i miss my daughter’s breath.
what really sticks it in
are the cold spots in the bed.

like everybody in the world,
i want to be misunderstood.
likable, creepy,
underrated, braggart,
busy, really good.
it’s weary progress.

i yell, i get frustrated, i scream.
drunk brother painting bare rooms.
christmas trees are scary things at 2 a.m and
foolish lips are all the way in boston,
but they’re sounding pretty good.

like everybody in the world, i want to be
misunderstood.
likable, creepy,
underrated, braggart,
busy, really good.
it’s weary progress.

- new end original lyrics

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