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life is a landfill, baby all this garbage piled high black dove filled memories secret wishes to the sky i can hear them say, "come back, darlin' come back, darlin'" yeah, we all know now that they're piled high life is a landfill, baby you can feel it in your gut dig down 50 layers and you find the stone uncut you can hear them say, "come back, darlin' come back, darlin'" yeah, we all know now it's a solo flight From Letras Mania