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when i was a radio
05:00
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when i was a radio
gliding through slate skies at dawn,
reception was marginal
but i still sang along
while you clung to your balcony
and tried not to drown
you called in an s.o.s.,
and i turned around
you were spitting out fiberglass
still hot from the blaze
afraid that your fire escape
would smolder for days
don't part it out, take it all
don't part it out, take it all
that's efficiency. to me
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note to self
02:59
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residence – cheap wine
there's a valency, pulls you side to side
to a residence. that's you, you're in your car
the motorcrash was mine
it was an accident but at least i know my lines
you're on the books,
those dirty looks
you thought you knew that you could
save yourself
save yourself for the argument
hold your fire as your last defense
don't turn the dial until the pictures bend,
until the picture's bent
continually, you'll find
inventive ways to screw up what seemed to be just fine
you're on the books. those dirty looks
i thought you knew that you could
save yourself.
save yourself for the argument
hold your fire as your last defense
don't turn the dial until the picture's bent
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make way for the new times now,
all your traditions were unsound
you'll find you are repeating,
you're repeating
you break up like you're breaking ground
have you forgotten to sleep tight?
it's all those messages you're deleting
you should take a breath and move on, move on
rewind, i didn't hear you right / what's that?
you said it's only a feeling / untrue!
well that's offensive and demeaning / take it back,
you should take a breath and
get some rest and
fake your death so i can start to move on
/ / /
for eighty miles the transmission was engaged. you said 'please stay',
and only then was i happy that i came
[ save those hard words, you'll need them on the way down ]
/ / /
you should take a breath and
get some rest and
fake your death, yeah
fake your death so i can move on
move on, move on
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Chris Walla Seattle, Washington
i was in death cab for cutie for seventeen years which is why stevie nicks wrote edge of seventeen about me. i write songs and produce records
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