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So (rainstick mix)
03:12
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Get in the van and drive
Wave your past goodbye
Back turned to the grinding wheel you call your life
Your feelings are a lie
You can never leave behind
The stupid fucking mind you hide behind the rhyme
So bring it on, we're too far gone
Gotta keep on keeping on
With a shrug and a sigh, and a world-weary smile
Doing everything we can to get by
When nobody else can be any help
So we're left to fend for ourselves
Contra spem spero, hope against hope...
I will meet you at the end of time, and the flesh of your body will reunite with mine
So bring it on, we're too far gone
Gotta keep on keeping on
With a shrug and a sigh, and a world-weary smile
Doing everything we can to get by
When nobody else can be any help
So we're left to fend for ourselves
Having finally reached the end of our rope
So bring it on, we're too far gone
Gotta keep on keeping on
With a shrug and a sigh, and a world-weary smile
Doing everything we can to get by
When nobody else can be any help
So we're left to fend for ourselves
Still trying to escape these clichéd tropes
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When'd
02:36
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I find it so hard to cope with your conception of reality
I'm really only drinking to save your personality
I'm so bored with all your words
Your thoughts, and feelings, are absurd
And I don't know just what you've heard
Don't ask me, I'm just a girl
When'd you get so predictable?
So obscenely easy to read?
So completely understandable,
And not just a little bit insane
I wasn't really listening
To anything you had to say
I find it all upsetting
The trauma of the everyday
I called it, mundane and pedantic,
A conversational holocaust
I've never seen jazz-hands so frantic
but it's my attention you've lost
When'd you get so predictable?
So obscenely easy to read?
So completely understandable,
And not just a little bit insane
I wasn't really listening
To anything you had to say
I find it all upsetting
And traumatic in every way
I'll have another whiskey
And pretend you didn't say a thing
I'll tell you when I've had enough
I'll drink until you're interesting
And now my glass is empty
And I've done smoked all the weed
I'll tell you when I've had enough
I'll drink until you're interesting
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Little Timmy sits alone at home and cries all night alright
For all the buried bodies in the basement, he wept
Signs that things aren't going well: little bits of green amongst the brown
All for naught as we watch these ships run aground
A box of tears that took two years and puddin' doesn't seem to care
Perpetually ignoring the madness in the air
Make a to-do list of all the addictions you need to quit
A pool of vice that's twice as nice as all the other useless shit
Archibald is on the call to all the rehabs in the world
And Dr. Drew's a fucking screw but at least it's a room
The shitstorm calls and makes landfall
The writing's on your facebook wall
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Latcho Drom Edmonton, Alberta
Latcho Drom is a band from Edmonton that plays weird loud music about human fallibility, historical abuses of power, and the
power of love. Their latest release, Whiteout, chronicles a breadth of Albertan experiences. Ride The Tempo called it "absurd but totally endearing."
If you like: Metz, Pup, Sonic Youth, Star Trek
... more
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