Simon lyrics ( Impossibles )
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he wakes himself up with a monkey wrench,
straightens out his spine, he does it all the
time, everytime. no matter how hard he may
scrub, he's just rubbing it in. he washes his
hair with a bar of soap, but it doesnt get it
clean.
its like a smack in the face, or a
shot in the arm, he doesnt appear but he
doesnt do any harm. he'd rather just sustain
in his comfortable routine, his comfortable
routine and a mad magazine
chorus: he's
got a ball point pen tattoo on the skin streched
across his bones. theres nothing worse than
being in a crowded room, and feeling all
alone he's got a ball point pen tattoo on the
skin streched across his bones. theres nothing
worse than being in a crowded room, and
feeling all alone
sits on the curb from
dusk till dawn, he's peeling off his core,
ripped up and torn its better living
through chemistry, its an escape, its a
vulnerability, and then the twilight comes
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