'all & oates

You can lean my chair against the moon
Ruin Christmas break my baubles too
Take my teabag out all too soon
Just don't stop laughing at
The voices we do

Hammurabi wants us dead
And all the creatures crawling through my bed
I'm just wholly insecure
But if you leave I'll be so fucking bored

It's pouring out my nose in droves
And I'd ask with all my past crimes considered
Whether wise to catch Colombian colds
To change your state from rain to blizzard
I haven't been here too long, and at this rate I won't be

I'll hang up by the winter coats
The doctor said no little smokes
Can't go for that like Hall and Oates
I'll keep on choking on myself
A damaged life is part of me
No kids no wife but an admin fee
Not even strife, mediocrity
All my dreams stowed on the shelf



Credits
Writer(s): Ramin Bostan
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