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from Day Jobs by Trophy Lungs

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lyrics

My finger tips are wearing to the bone,
And I don't want to 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 aint right.
Then you're calling me as you walk around these city streets.
I can't even recognize this anymore,
And 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 want to stay up here all night (You gotta stay all night)
Don't mind me I'm just pulling out my hair,
Don't worry about me I'll be just fine.
Then you're calling me as you walk around these city streets.
I can't even recognize this anymore,
And 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 (Because I can't get away)
Oh god I can't really love anything (Because I can't get away)
Oh god I don't believe in anything (Because I can't get away)
All I want is just to fall asleep an entire night again.


My finger tips are wearing to the bone,
And I don't want to stay up here 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 (Because I can't get away)
Oh god I can't really love anything (Because I can't get away)
Oh god I don't believe in anything (Because I can't get away)
All I want is just to fall asleep an entire night again.


Fall asleep an entire night again.


I can't breath, I can't breath.
Come and slap me across the face
like the good old times again (Because I can't get away.)
I can't breath, I can't breath.
Come and slap me across the face
like the good old times again (Because I can't get away.)
I can't breath, I can't breath.
Come and slap me across the face
like the good old times again (Because I can't get away.)
I can't breath, I can't breath.
Come and slap me across the face
like the good old times again
I can't breath, I can't breath.
Come and slap me across the face
like the good old times again

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from Day Jobs, released October 16, 2015

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Four intoxicated nerds playing mediocre music in between episodes of The X-Files.

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