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Weakerthans
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Diagnosis
The Weakerthans I have a headache, I have a sore back I have a letter I can't send I have desire, it falters and falls down It calls you up drunk at three or four a.m.
To wonder when, wonderful All the cheap tricks I tried too hard not to pull Pulled along or pulled apart Diagnosis of a foreign frame of heart
I have a story, I'd like to tell you It's littered with settings and second takes I have a feeling, hums with the street lights Hides under ice in always frozen lakes Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
My mistake to make you cringe Another greeting like a broken creaky hinge To oil and push or pry apart The diagnosis of a foreign frame of heart
Found a cure for being sure And sure as anything I'll smile for my reckoning
To oil and push or pry apart The diagnosis of a foreign frame of heart
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