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Without You (In My Pocket)

the spirit of the beehive

How could I be so unlucky?
I was young
I had fun but I was in a tailspin
Come apart
A sweetheart with no future
Now that it's mine
The last time that I left here
Speech so slurred
And you turned to find nothing
Wash out my mouth
No more doubt
No more pacing
Now that I know you won't go
I can die here
I can see the message forming at the door
I don't feel compassion for you anymore
When the audience applause I can feel the hate
I can feel the heat that the record made
Selling out MSG
Sell more and see audiences forming out in the street
When the mind is not working efficiently
Kept you in my brain
Echoes back your name in the night
Paralyzed
We sleep in the day
Fuck in the night
Smoke in the pool
What would I do without you in my pocket?






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