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Its a compulsion, really out of my hands.
To tell you all about you, making all the wrong plans.
But I grind my teeth, (grind my teeth)
And I'm picking this scar,
Anything to make it through,
A night at the bar.
Leave me with flat teeth, with fresh wounds,
Another nervous tick.
Please leave me on the kitchen floor, with my dignity,
While I get sick.
Clean me out like an open sore,
Say its me that makes you a whore.
Go ahead blame the moon and sun,
Then deny, because that's what makes this fun.
You're just a symptom,
you're just a symptom,
You're just...
You're just a symptom,
you're just a symptom,
You're just...
Just a symptom, just a symptom.
Clean me out like an open sore,
Say its me that makes you a whore.
Go ahead blame the moon and sun,
Then deny, because that's what makes this fun.
- Album:
- I Wish More People Gave A Shit
- Party For The Grown And Sexy
- So Young, So Insane
- So Young, So Insane EP
- Things Are Really Weird Right Now (EP)
- I Wish More People Gave a Shit
- Dogged
- Does it Amaze Thee?
- Dogged (Bonus Track)
- Dogged - EP
- Does it Amaze Thee? - Single
- Take Action, Volume 10
- Take Action Compilation Vol. 10
- Take Action! Vol. 10
- A Great Big Hole
- Drive-Thru Records 2008 Sampler