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アーティスト:Sage Francis  アルバム:Sick Of Waiting Tables 

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[Sage Francis] i'm having identity crises. "no we're not." "yes we are." i'm having identity crises. "no we're not." "yes we are." i don't have a feeling that hasn't been felt, feeling on my felt tip, showing my hand...revealing what i've dealt with. and how i'm dealing. cut the deck. evenly distribute the pieces of shit talking during our disputes on weekends. we can sing along to each other's song, right? even if the interpretation is wrong, right? just make sure you don't bring the wrong mike, 'cause i don't care about meeting a boyfriend we can all like (nah!). this song is called trite, hope ya like it. could've substituted your name with the title but i decided that i'd keep it private. violent dream sequences just seem endless. i can see myself making a heated entrance to your workplace with a smirk on my face. and a tongue in my cheek. and a gun in my reach. sneaking naked photos of myself under the seats of your co-workers, putting a knife to your throat and screaming out "i won't hurt her!" they're like, "let her go!" and i'm like, "let her grow!" prisoners wouldn't listen to this. their rational side was out on a furlough. i like turbo-nuclear family affairs. i want a wife, a house, and two and a half mistresses to call when i'm not there. then hang up the phone, and have my wife call up the phone company, and ask the phone company guy


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