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Gridlock Caravans Death Cab For Cutie Song Lyrics
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Gridlock Caravans Lyrics
by Death Cab For Cutie
starched white shirts so neatly pressed by domestic muses feed delusions that everything is working out right. but your ribs can't withstand the increasing weight as your heart gets heavier and sooner or later it falls to the tips of your toes. and everyday tastes like inhaling when you just lit the wrong end (that plastic burning scent). your only friends are on the exit ramps of gridlock caravans. you try to ask how they've been. but the metal and glass is too thick.
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