Of All The Hungry Days You Fall On Songtext
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Oh he feels that its not enough
Oh its not enough
Drunk and starving, half awake
But its not enough
Oh its not enough
Enough to know
That he barely feels the pain
That he feels he needs to gain
Oh he feels that its not enough
Oh its not enough
Drunk and starving, half awake
But its not enough
Oh its not enough
Enough to know
That he barely feels the pain
That he feels he needs to gain
Fails to win those alien friends
With their telephones
And perfect clothes
Walks from bar to bar
Becoming one with his dictaphone
A perfect poet
In his mental home
And he's working on some plan
To fuck with the man.
With their telephones
And perfect clothes
Walks from bar to bar
Becoming one with his dictaphone
A perfect poet
In his mental home
And he's working on some plan
To fuck with the man.
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