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Scan the room, return a nod or two
Aim for aloof
Exchange cards when cued
They got in with so-and-so, someone brought you
Set to your task, match the wires
Of the network
Red or blue
Red or blue

Were you here in a dream
Are the parts you’re assembled with, faulty or glitching
Though packaged and preened
As they drop names, you’re letting your eyes stray
To rooftops and happier days

You chewed your nails
In the cab, while you were psyching yourself up
Now as you shake hands
You’re leaving a trail of blood behind
Behind

I don’t feel like being charming
I don’t feel like making nice
Always too easy to go to my apartment
Forget to write, and turn out all the lights
Turn out all the lights

I don’t feel like being charming
I don’t feel like making nice
Always too easy to go to my apartment
Forget to write, and turn out all the lights
Turn out all the lights

Will you die obscure
Or suck the dick of industry
Industry

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from Deliver Us From Chemicals, released June 14, 2013

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