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Some days you spin the whole LP,
Some days you skip to the hits,
Some days you manage to outrun the bear and,
Most days he shreds you to bits,
I think it's gonna be a little time,
Before I am up and at 'em again,
Cause every beating no matter how small you know,
They all add up in the end,
So fuck 'em if they don't care,
Fuck 'em if they don't care,
Fuck 'em if they don't care,
They'll never let you in,
When all the applications are in,
And all the interviews are done,
When all consultants are considered,
It don't affect the motion of the sun,
So write a make your own adventure novel,
Where you control the rules,
And don't listen when they tell you it don't matter,
Screamin' I am a man of business, I am a man of business,
Fuck 'em if they don't care,
Fuck 'em if they don't care,
Fuck 'em if they don't care,
They'll never let you in,
1 2 3 4 5 6 7
All consultants go to heaven
x forever
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Choreographed a dance with his fingers
Tapping on glass, skipping through letters
Abridge the language
We speak through pictures
Throwback Thursday to hieroglyphics
Communication is so strange
We speak too often that's what I think
And think to little at least that's what they say
In every message and scolding lecture
Floating around
So lost for a weekend
Phone is so dead
But the body
So living
Pause the deluge
It swarms and showers
Warms, empowers
Technology rattles
In Pockets
And ziplocks
Keeping your face lip locked
To the screen
I wanna love you
Without communication
Can't sleep
Won't dream
Don't tell me what I did last night
Cause I felt good lost
And felt good tired
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