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You and me, we've got some apathy to pass back and forth with our lips to lips. It's hard to start a conversation when you are tongue tied and i still can't forget your taste.

Novocaine. I've got a funny feeling we'll feel nothing at all.

What was said and what was meant. Dilute this protest. Stay inside the womb and age. It's hard to stop a contradiction when you're all alone and i forgot your taste.

Novocaine. I've got a funny feeling we'll feel nothing at all.

Sifting through the ashtray coffins, under feet the flowers grind. We lost everything by saving grace. On our own we deal. A velvet colored seal. Shut the windows to try and save face.

I just want to feel like i'm going to fail when i'm going to fail again.

Novocaine. I've got a funny feeling we'll feel nothing at all.

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from Bastard Sons of Minneapolis, track released August 1, 2011

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