What We do With Our Spare Time (Tape Version)
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What We do With Our Spare Time (Tape Version)
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I pick up free clothes
In dumbo
A friend of a friend
A means to an end
I try to guess
The devil's email
I come up short
Of course, of course
I want to fuck
The space between us
Will you let me call
Tomorrow for a little while?
I do not know
I float, I float
Twisting my arm
Through the computer's jaw
I heard they shot
The sun from the sky
I didn't hear why
But I don't think I mind
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