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Meet me up on ninety nine beneath the mark of polo sign ill be the one one with a box of wine and a hundred dollar car they talk about the lives we've led and count the reasons we're not dead or maybe we could talk instead about the ways in which we are always nothing or too much to say only so many sides of a record to play and the song that got stuck in my head said, you will die by what you live by (x3) every time like carnivors to carnal pleasures so are we to desperatue measures melting into stagnant puddles beat down by the sun, i went to school i didn't say, spoke right up when i had nothing good to say and i said it to anyone who would listen lay me down in a bed that i made starve for sleep by the shrill seronade singing over and over, you will die by what you live by (x3) every time you will die by what you live by (x3) every time From Letras Mania