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64 over 8, something that will never shake
Driving in the dead of night to catch me in this dandy flight
Walking in that place again, speaking up is now a sin
and I zip it up
There goes the neighborhood
Coming out and signing in, over and over again
Miming everything to do, through the camera eye it's true
Set decor with heart and mind, getting paid on their own time
And I rhyme in silence
There goes the neighborhood
TJ looks aside at me
He looks as if to be
I know I show for just a show
But I otherwise go
Silence but if we're a crowd, when they speak we're without sound
Blocking off the whole of town, locking everybody out
Coming on to kill the doubt, even if you up and drown
the frown's unphotogenic
There goes the neighborhood
Go and I'll show
I'll point out if I can see myself
Most of the time you just can't tell, you just can't tell me apart from the crowd
There goes the neighborhood
TJ looks aside at me
He looks as if to be
I know I show for just a show
But I otherwise go
Starting up the ush, giving it the push
7P to 7A, you never feel so great
Lying awake at night, this might not be your time
But it's worth it to get those signs
There goes the neighborhood
TJ looks aside at me
He looks as if to be
I know I show for just a show
But I otherwise go
Do I need to say anything to go on the run?
I know I show just for your show
But to live I must go
There goes the neighborhood.
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Cigarette Pirouette
03:27
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Wanna snuff out the bad in me
All those unwanted memories
Just a few moments of clarity
Give my mind transparency
B:
Off I run to the A&P
Get carded for my dose of greens
The flood of menthol rushes me
And I stumble to a hazy dream
R:
I dance the cigarette pirouette
Until my lungs run out of breath
With the lighter’s flick, I erase the sting
Of the past life I’m forced to see
Her hair shined, a spotlight pink
When they stole to kill her, I think
B:
Mother had it bad at times
But she was always proven right
She made a claim she’d be the first to go
But to where at, God only knows
[r]
Break:
Every wheeze kills the memory
But it still seeps inside of me
The more I puff, the harder to snuff
I’ve had enough of this carcinogen crutch
[v]
But there I stand outside to have a stick
I guess that’s their funny trick
This coping plant that I can’t kick
Or I might trip, man, I might trip
B:
My hair shines, a spotlight pink
Looks 18 but is actually 28
[r]
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