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Liz Phair - Crater Lake lyrics
Once you've left a lonely rage on its own, it grows. And dynamite stuffed in a mailbox doesn't smoke until it blows... And oh, all the tears In four tiny years Well look at me, I'm frightening my friends... You better roll me... I bought a map of the moon. There's a crater with my name on it and a really good view ... There I was, getting drunk in your room ... Because I wanted to throw my weight around An oh, all the tears In four tiny years Oh look at me, I'm frightening my friends... You better roll me home |
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