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Prick my ears up It's predatory and profound Caught in a college town Burnt out and battened down I swallow scents, I follow sounds I stay awake and sit around Lazy and lewd, a listless lout I'm out of luck, I've been called out I've been called worse before We wasted hours with secret sours Waking up with the lights turned on Waiting up after everyone else is gone Sour and so low But we exist in separate states When I can't speak and you can't wait To go on Still hung up on the shit that got me at thirteen You set a perfect scene Coffee with cubes and cream I'm so upset, I'm so obscene I cut you out of my routine Get out of bed at half past three Some sense of dread, some sympathy Letras de cancionesI've seen it worse before We wasted hours with secret sours We wasted hours with secret sours Sour and so low But we exist in separate states When I can't speak and you can't wait To go on Tripping over the coattails you coaxed away Ran out of things to say Stayed up for sixteen days A hundred hands, a dozen takes Too dull to piece together When we exist in separate states I can't speak and you can't wait To take me down and stack the stakes To turn me out until the taste is gone To go on using the word The word you use for me You found hunger in the thickening wonder There are half as many homes to stay I made a map and called it "A Case of You" You can't cover what you're already under I'm gone From Letras Mania