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Can't escape the rhythm...
The tick-tick-tock of the atom-bomb alarm clock
buzzing in my head reminds me of January neon lights;
those fly-baiting guardian angels hanging like a dead man,
over the entrance of the coffee shop where you and I were ostricised.
"Say, do you remember when..." Well, let's not start that again,
besides, why think about the things we tried to forget?
Such as cum soaked sheets beneath our wine soaked bodies,
pulsating, pulsating, pulsating... without rhythm.
Smoke a cigarette.
Let's try this again.
So now, two years older, ten cents richer and you a little bolder
and me, well, I've been waiting around and around since the start.
So I'm here with a handful of flowers, (White roses instead of red ones)
and a smile, and you greet me with a handful of boxes and guilt.
"Deja-vu, holy shit! Man, haven't I seen this movie?
Doesn't everybody die at the end?"
Still, I'm gonna pay to see it, (hell I'm the star, aint I?)
I've gotta s
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