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same old story, tell some liesbreak some dishes & start a fightsame damn channel, same damn timewe're just mammals with simple liveswe spend our days in the living roomwe're patiently awaiting youchasing our tails in the afternoonwe're hoplessly in love with youeverywhere we find is a place that we can hidefrom what we will never understandevery day alive is a day that we can tryto be something beautiful & truescratch us gently, we bite your handyou speak in tongues we don't understandthanks for supper & tepid milkwe dream quietly, we've had our fill From Letras Mania