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Chris Zabriskie

I might be kind but babe is it art? Tomorrow I leave to go fix my heart One little slice, tubes through an artery They take some away, but baby what's

You are mine Honey anytime I'll do what I'm Prepared to do Feel the air Make a perfect square This is how I care For you A spinning wheel Organs made

You didn't look back once you walked away Who knew if I'd see you again You were all alone The future was unknown And you got on the wrong plane home

I don?t know what to say but that?s okay you can sing your own words to me in your own way i prefer turning on the fan and falling sound but you don?

You quit some years ago Now you're smoking on the porch Your friends are all new But that's okay, of course You stay out every night But you don't tell

Where are the stars tonight? where are the movie stars? they?re all in traction they?re all in pain a nervous reaction to all that pain the audience they

The cigarettes in the coffee pot may disappear but i will not i?ll keep my distance though there?s no where else to go what do i do? i think of you or

You can take off your makeup and your jewels you can be anybody that you choose i lose myself when i am someone else oh and that someone else is not like

Sounds so lovely from long long ago no one knew me just a one man show let the tv light up the room let the movie just end so soon like a brideless groom