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Eighty-Two In A 25

 

She’s drunk at the picture show,

Still startled from days ago,

All rash and illegible,

Ears ringing on cruise control.

 

I’d break both your arms if I knew that you touched her,

So lie to my face and we’ll fake good behavior.

 

She’s green in a bathroom stall,

Hung up, dripping down the wall,

He’s there pushing alcohol,

Ears tingle like cattle prods. 

 

Break your arms off,

Stay in line.

I’d break both your arms if I knew that you touched her,

So lie to my face and we’ll fake good behavior.

I’d break both your arms if I knew that you fucked her,

So lie to my face and we’ll fake good behavior.

 

(I’m feeling sick)

Fuck I’m on the way,

(I just threw up)

Well it’ll be okay,

(But I can’t leave)

Well you can’t stay,

(Please just go home)

As it goes astray.

Break your arms off,

Stay in line.

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