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Smoking Rock With My Angel In Milwaukee

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Like all great things
It starts with an ending
The door slams shut
And you fall in love again
I'm sicker than I've ever been
And I don't know when it's gonna stop
I'm crying in my car
Parked outside the dog park
I don't know if I can make it
If I don't make it
To allston for lunch
Tell jeff I'm sorry
I didn't mean
Something came up

In the sweet heat of a
Dead or dying summer
I'm night-swimming
Down methadone mile
& ugly crying, I'm trying
To call you a ride
Before my phone dies
Swear this is the last time
Later on beneath the
Unlit sign outside the s-mart
Our stressed out highs
Collide & separate us
But before you can dive
Into the shallow black
Water of my heart
Stomach pangs pull us apart
It's coming at me
Like a car in the night
I live & die in the headlights
I go down sometimes
But they still pay me, baby
I'm graceful when I'm falling
Everyone applauding

(Come back to life
Before my telephone rings)
(In the desert - I swore
That I was born again
Not in a church, but
Under neon heaven)
(You made it hard to have grace
Day after day from the clinic to the grave)

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