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Jets to Brazil - I Typed for Miles lyrics
I live in a hotel must keep writing if I'm to be better than everyone else like figure skating like asphyxiating on your own seeping fumes you're just waiting living in a hotel but I'm not traveling between two points, in mid air, I'm levitating above the earth beneath the sky eyes like static in my three feet from bed to wall there sleeps a genius leave me here to my devices the call could come at any time they're playing love songs on the radio tonight I can't relate to that right now note so self : no one cares. your voice is average in worried piles I typed for miles and noone noticed I will begin I will put right this morning terror I have been kissed between the ears by human error leave me here to my devices I need a word to change my life I've tied my ankles to the fatass legs with wire he can't write so much as type leave me here to my devices I can't think with all this noise they're playing love songs on your radio tonight I don't get those songs on mine you keep fucking up my life . |
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