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Let's just play it in reverse as if it could get any worse. Let's just shit our pants on stage and then slow dance. Let's just play and not rehearse, it could be worse, in reverse. When the words rolled off of your tongue, you surprised even yourself with an ease of delivery, unrehearsed. You said what you said and you blamed it on the booze, but there's nothing much like booze for letting loose the truth. The night's beauty fades at daybreak when it's time to head back home. Kinda missed it in the moment, saw the genius later on. Three chords are bored with you and me. These words; they love, they hate, they sing. They used to soar, they used to sing. Blame it on the branches of the trees being shaken by the breeze. But I know that for sure it's something more and it'll soon be at the door. And it's definitely gonna wanna settle up the score. All those opportunities, we'll never get to see. Blame it on the branches of the trees, darkening everything.

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from Hey Kid, Your Dad's A Dick, released August 24, 2017

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