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Wednesday, January 16, 2019
schmaltz waltz (2009)
the love and the sadness did a dance tonight
there weren't no music didn't break out in fights
thoughts most precious, cast before swine
logged by foes, rest by a pint of white whine
why o why are our heads so thick?
with guts of feelings spanglin' the dick?
why o why is my folks so dumb?
sweetsour intricacies of coming undone.
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my friends are perfect i think that they know
the world is pure butter 2% yellow snow
my heartache is contagious and mostly benign
just suture my memory on some dotted line
a guy stabs his heart in writing a song
to find the mercy of wanderin' on
the sadness and the loved duked it out all night
there ain't no grammar in the language of slights
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