wunder years - the chills lyrics
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you wrote the notes on cellophane
wrap me up and suffocate my ears
follow second hands ticking repet-tion
dressing up for pop pesimism
it’s a chokehold ticket to a one man show
the critics were raving
i didn’t bother to go
m-sses of martyrs in the wrong ticket line
i watch comedy cl-ssics because they’re better than mine
i poison myself to find a cure
i manufacture sliding doors
and novacain sells me short
i poison myself to find a cure
i manufacture closing doors
i work in the factory where i was born
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