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I don′t like music
Why can't I care?
I lost the gold on my wrist
Should send for it, but it′s gone, don't know where
In the fifth corner, I see you
Juggling with all your precious truths
I'm hollow and blood thick
Hush, so you don′t leave a nick on your lips
No heaven hideout
No drop of grace left inside of me
I′ll drink, eat, and die then
Lest I meet poise, in all the noise
I remember the smoke, the late sun
I can tolerate, and all at once
I hear them, the old songs
A precious smell, fading out, then it's gone
I don′t like music
Why can't I care?
I lost the gold on my wrist
Should send for it, but it′s gone, don't know where
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Writer(s): Dragos Chiriac, Jessy Caron, Emmanuelle Proulx Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
