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This song is on the This Is New England benefit compilation which is a benefit comp to help the dual causes of brain cancer and the Boston Marathon Bombing. Every last penny raised from it will be split between the One Fund (
secure.onefundboston.org) and the American Brain Tumor Association (
www.abta.org). You can buy the entire compilation including this track here:
thisisnewengland.bandcamp.com
lyrics
My finger tips are wearing to the bone,
and I don't wanna stay up here all night (You gotta stay all night).
Another Narragansett and I'm staring at my phone,
my mind is screaming that this ain't right.
When you're calling me,
as you walk around these city streets.
I can't even recognize this anymore.
Then you're calling back,
and everything is just "take it off".
I can't even recognize this anymore.
These days scream for stories,
of politics and wine.
Anything to quite my mind.
The smell of cigarettes fills up the air,
and I don't think I'm doing this quite right (doing this quite right)
Don't mind me I'm just pulling out my hair,
Don't worry about me I'll be just fine.
When you're calling me,
as you walk around these city streets.
I can't even recognize this anymore.
Then you're calling back,
and everything is just "take it off".
I can't even recognize this anymore.
These days scream for stories,
of politics and wine.
Anything to quite my mind.
Oh god I don't really feel anything,
Oh god I can't really love anything,
Oh god I don't believe in anything,
All I want is just to fall asleep and entire night again.
My finger tips are wearing to the bone,
and I don't wanna stay up here all night (You gotta stay all night).
Another Narragansett and I'm staring at my phone,
I can't even recognize this anymore.
These days scream for stories,
of politics and wine.
Anything to quite my mind.
Oh god I don't really feel anything,
Oh god I can't really love anything,
Oh god I don't believe in anything,
All I want is just to fall asleep and entire night again.
Fall asleep an entire night again.
I can't breath, I can't breath,
come and smack me across the face like the good old times again.
I can't breath, I can't breath,
come and smack me across the face like the good old times again.
I can't breath, I can't breath,
come and smack me across the face like the good old times again.
I can't breath, I can't breath,
come and smack me across the face like the good old times again.
I can't breath, I can't breath,
come and smack me across the face like the good old times again.
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