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Tommy Lee Jones

from We Get Lost by The Nein

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All in with an airport flavor
There's a symbol of your comfort zone
Dense air makes you glance at your neighbors
And your body still smells like home
And all the evidence around you
Creeps along like a reverent dog
Age gaps make you yell at your neighbors
And you wonder why it is that you're wrong

You breathe in sentiment
So lock up your daughters
They've got thoughts about slaughter
And I hurt myself like a good citizen
So I'll participate

The landscape of your face is expanding
And the cynic that you love is a whore
And small talk makes you dream of the surface
And beyond that you can just see the shore

You breathe in sentiment
So lock up your daughters
They've got thoughts about slaughter
And I hurt myself like a reverent dog
So I'll participate

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from We Get Lost, released March 28, 2013

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