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[00:02.15] Straighten up my shoulders for my mother and mirrors
[00:09.86] The overcompensation of a posture I'm dying to know
[00:22.42] Feeling like a kid selling ten dollar chocolates
[00:30.99] Reciting all my rehearsed lines to your closing door
[00:43.13] Thought a change of scenery would make me feel better
[00:51.25] Moved four hundred miles away, I'm still staring at the floor
[01:03.84] And feeling useless as a mime in a counseling session
[01:12.29] Here's a million mute expressions,
[01:14.94] Here's the one where I choke on my words
[01:24.93] Then in comes the church with the answers
[01:31.44] Ah Ah bless me with those tired acronyms
[01:39.61] They look good on the overhead slide
[01:49.09] They're saving lives
[01:56.98] Works every time
[02:11.32] Coughing courtesy up in a month of indifference
[02:18.63] And lapping up the lie with an apologetic tongue
[02:31.63] I'm polishing my eyelids with a hand on your shoulder
[02:39.02] Scripted adornment always kills concern
[02:52.60] Sick of coming home with the TV mumbling
[02:59.81] There used to be a time when you spoke to me with words
[03:12.34] I'm swearing up and down saying it's a commitment
[03:20.97] And toasting new beginnings saying sorry I thought it would work
[03:34.26] All my speech is riddled with annulment
[03:40.52] I'm sorry, I'm just doing what I think I should
[03:48.42] I'm gathering my things and I'm leaving for good in November
[03:55.99] I don't know when I'll talk to you
[04:04.50] I guess when both our eyes have finally died
[04:14.10] I still want to try
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