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you got bombed, like Dresden with a friendand you looked like a touristwaking up, in someone else's bedtwist one up, call your roommate, grab a dustpanyou can paint a picture, but i wouldn't know where to startyou can dig a garden or another hole in your armlighting up in an airport laboratoryplease don't tell the stewardessif i get caughtyou can have everything that i've gotyou can take advantage or blame everyone else involvedyou can dig a garden or another hole in your arm From Letras Mania