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Hitting a Wall

Fog

Electronic

Lyrics

Hitting a wall blood in the mouth (coffee violence), some days it's like it's flattened. Picking of teeth with toenails, eyeballs locked into position. I want to take a nap, i want to watch tv. I want to sit and stare and stare and stare and think of elsewhere. Hitting a wall some days it's like it's flattened. Picking your teeth with toenails, eyeballs locked into position.
Writer(s): Andrew Broder Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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