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The Details

from WEEK MATERIAL by bradlee z

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my pocket's rattling with pills
i'm outta style and late on bills
my dreams are sealed in by the ruthless winds of winter

my spinning head's a child's top
which, by and by, is bound to stop
and all that's left will be some useless pins and splinters

there are no bodies left to pardon
in my crawlspace or my garden
like some sad symbolic and posthumous gesture
i'm still working out the details though

i scratched my name across the walls
of cheating hearts like bathroom stalls
i heard them lying to their husbands like a movie

i can't romanticize those years in denver
not even in late november
that's when all these feelings came back to me

there is a drafty vent above me
or is that god, and does he love me?
he sure has a bastard's way of showing it if so
i'm still working out the details though

hide in a pile of sheets til you rid yourself of emotion
you can lead a life of devotion or lie in your bed

my pocket's jingling with change
the whole transmission's outta range
my words are muffled by the ruthless winds of winter

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from WEEK MATERIAL, released January 7, 2013

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