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House Address
by You Blew It!

I'm a clenched fist
distorted and clutching hope
beneath these two tired, broken wrists
I'm tired of it
I'm always running from this
relentless in its dissonance

Let's consider this something I won't soon forget
Eventually, I've to get used to "remember when"

Hey man
remember those nights in Richmond
and the way I never knew what they meant?
I'm tired of these toss-ups and all this feigned motivation
but I've always felt fine singing in your basement

Let's consider this something I won't soon forget
Eventually, I've got to get used to "remember when"

I'm not the sum of my own parts
Just a rough combination of the people I've met so far

Let's consider this something I won't soon forget
Eventually, I've got to get used to "remember when"

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