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Light bulbs are blinking without reason and gas bills must be in season, can't open them quick enough, There's a strange squeaking in the walls and mildew growing in the hall, can't seem to care enough. This is my one and only offer, some fives and tens in a sock drawer, but never enough. And some knowledge that we might be forever poor forevermore. I can promise you a great life, you'll never be let down: full of low expectations, diminished motivations, defeatist approach to everything, unable to bank on anything, excusing it all as reasoning Aus Songtexte Mania