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Tundra / Desert
Tundra / Desert - This Is a Long Drive for Someone With Nothing to Think About
Lyrics:

Every sick fickle fucker
Childhood is what makes ya
Till they treat you like tundra
Weigh those opinions more like
Air than lead

Every planned occupation
Sure fire disappointment up ahead
Till they treat you like desert
See mirages of friendship
Face turns red

Ah... shit

I don't feel and that feels first
Save twenty dollars and it's your best find

I don't mind

Here's the soon to be anchor
Building bridges to nothing
You'll get nowhere

I don't feel and that feels fine
I don't feel and that feels fine

Every governess mother
Knows that their bread is buttered by Sam

Crook takes brook takes cream out of
Water

And what about science
Let's find the proof and let you make your own decisions

What it takes, what it needs
It needs more clarifying

Every child star wonders
If they have a future up ahead

King takes queen takes queen out of the game
It's alright
It's alright

Every kind-hearted banker
I don't think there is one

I took her out for a night on the town

Every winning opinion
I wish I had one

I took her out for a night on the town
I took my wallet out while I was there

Every winning opinion
I-I wish I had one

If you don't mind
Well, I have an announcement
Oh shit

Stand on platforms on water
Filling jars full of silence you'll get nowhere

Well there are some balls on your nose, alright
I don't mind, I don't mind if you say it
Sometimes you don't but you always space it
That's alright, right
Right

We've been too creative ordering our drinks
And mine stinks, mine stinks

We've been too creative ordering our drinks
And yours stinks, yours stinks, yours stinks

We've been too creative
We've been too creative

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