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i don't know how i got here but these faces don't excite me
throw your guitar in the trunk so i can fit here in the backseat
if we can get back home without a dial tone and i can find my mom beside a traffic cone
in every subway car there's a fallen star looking for directions to an open bar

it's unbelievable but i feel it in my dreams or somewhere i can't see
he's indistinguishable from someone that i've seen someone that looks like me

this couch can't fit the three of us unless you squeeze in over there
it's getting awkward now that we're old enough to care
give me a month and a half to get my bearings and recharge
but after that don't forget to throw me back to where i was

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from Buried Under the Bed, released January 30, 2011

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Bag of Bones Williston Park, New York

former long island musical project

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