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paperville - cubicle movie lyrics

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i am the prodigal son of 1999
and i been chasing after martyrs
who lived off interstates and rationed time
and died on berber carpets

and here’s the look of all that ocd
here’s the color of your bubble
there’s the grey that we refused to see
we’re still having trouble

and it’ll come to you drunk
in the bathroom on the wall
but you can’t remember what it was
no you can’t remember, you can’t hold on to it all

and one day i’ll drain this place that’s running through me
and i know and my kids’ll know
and my dad loved watching cubicle movies
and theirs’ll know and theirs’ll know

now i am the prodigal son of 1999
and i been chasing after martyrs
they lived off interstates and witnessed time
made love on berber carpets

and you tried to whisper it
but you know they’ll never give a sh+t
revolve back toward your silver screen
and wince, and sing, and swear that we’ll surely be free

- paperville lyrics

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