Everything was wasted, tasted, face
it kid
You were never what they wanted
I'm a bird, I'm a tree, I'm a fish outside
The city is a breast dangling from the
sky
Oh my feet go where we show the
logo
My shadow tags on behind
Oh the world was never meant to be
the Brooklyn Bridge
Arcades and soda and tulips
Chimneys and houses and old things
Computers and loving the cold things
Oh my feet go when we show the
logo
My shadow tags on behind
Oh time is an angry train of
commuters
Love is a golden bag of computers
I know that everyone's got something
that they do
But I don't wanna be obsolete to you
Oh I don't want to carry my bag on
one shoulder for you
Oh why is once never enough?
Why do I have to cum sticky stuff?
I know that everyone's got something
that they do
But I don't wanna be obsolete to you
Oh I don't want to carry my bag on
one shoulder for you
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