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

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Chorus: It's not size, or force, form, or technique. I battle you for custody. La, la, la. It's not size, or force, form, or technique. I battle you for custody. La, la, la. Sage francis: The weak link is quivering, determining the chain's strength, Wimpering, vibrating! the wave length of its stress signals are more or Less symbols. it just trembles, Knowing it'll take the weight when the chain breaks and disassembles. See, mr. wendell? he knew nothing of this daily struggle. Sit under the disfunctional family tree and prepare for trouble. Could barely hear the mumbles beneath the ear-piercing rumbles. Sharp tongues slashing mouths while lashing out with verbal belt buckles. Friends crumble under similar circumstances within their own chain of events, From sloppy knots in family ties. the pain is intense, The tension is thick. two sided arguments are upsetting to him. Stretching the link, testing its endurance and spreading it thin. Trembling, holding onto what's "familia," in the italian sense, i'm reading intense drafts of sylvia plath. Before breaking off into an unfamilliar path, Faking coughs, divert the hurt by trying to act silly and laugh. Making light of situations when i sense a panic attack. I'm a fully licensed self-defense machanic, and my toolbelt is black. She probably thinks i'm dead. she's probably dead. When he left she said i was so strong, but i know she's wrong. I need back support, my knees fold. Please hold your end of the bargain when i leave home, Please hold the keystone. Sixtoo: How far will he travel?


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