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I'm moving the through the night, my soul’s just a container I can't tell you what I'll write, they’re words without the paper Take my ego for a drive, leave it out at the 110 sign In the kitchen after five, in the hallway before nine And if it wasn't for that time in the taxi When you called it out you said it was anxiety And you held me from the back of the front seat And you told me all the times that you'd lied to me Well I felt like a kid, like I could touch my feet As they hovered above the ground in my booster seat Oh, it feels like that again Drink a jug of mind eraser, feel it burn and watch it glow All my friends on a retainer, and I'm almost out of dough And if it wasn't for that time in the taxi When you called it out you said it was anxiety And you held me from the back of the front seat And you told me all the times that you'd lied to me Well I felt like a kid, like I could touch my feet As they hovered above the ground in my booster seat Oh, it feels like that again Oh, I'm waiting for it patiently My unmarked grave, my salty sea Letras de cancionesIn my pants, too short, in my shame up to my knees In a wave of guilt I roll and in a hurricane I breathe And if it wasn't for that time in the taxi When you called it out you said it was anxiety And you held me from the back of the front seat And you told me all the times that you’d lied to me Well I felt like a kid, like I could touch my feet As they hovered above the ground in my booster seat Oh, it feels like that again From Letras Mania