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The Inbreds
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Landlord
Dear, dear Mr. Landlord, could we please change this lease? I haven't stayed here for so long, and I'd love to buy some peace The sounds of squawks and cooking pots that clung to socks while going up the stairs The tramping sounds of many feet which track in water from the street
Something lurks within these walls Slapback music shakes the hall I'm curious as to find from where this music comes at all Slamming doors wrench me awake I'm charged for calls I didn't make Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com My fridge filled up with moldy meat and casseroles I did not bake Loud one-sided conversations choke my shattered concentration Starved from any inspiration as well as any sleep
________ stuck to my desk concern the dealings of my guests The smell of smoke and cheap perfume I'm daily put unto the test
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