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It Could Ruin Your Day - Chokebore
This romance full of blank stares
Eels on the balconies
And when they
Scream like hawks
Man I listen patiently
There's too much dust in the air
This little room is killing me
But I'm not feeling any less alone
No but I'm not feeling any less alone
Now she's spoke through the holes in her hands
Foreign the words that frightened me
And my scars make you clean
You're duller than
I'll ever be
And I spoke through the holes in my hands
But you won't even look
At me
But I'm not feeling
Any less alone
But I'm not feeling
Any less alone
But I'm not feeling
Any less alone
But I'm not feeling
Any less alone
But I'm not feeling
Any less alone