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Suburban Oblivion

from Wasted Nights by Woozles

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lyrics

Oh you’re on a break?
Hey that’s okay.
I can probably control my feelings
Since I haven’t had any in awhile

46 cents a piece?
That seems pretty cheap.
Black lungs aren’t a comedown
Just another form of prayer

I’ll pick you up this time
So we can light another
Then you can put me down
In this suburban oblivion

I’ll pick you up this time
So we can fuck each other
Then you can put me down
In this suburban oblivion

You think that I’m weak?
I’m not made of steel.
I can still rip your heart to shreds
Then make a cute little nest

Do I look lonely?
Well you’re fucking right.
But if I’m with all of my friends
I've never felt more alone

Don’t call me a homewrecker
‘Cause that house was made of cards
I’m just a gentle breeze, if anything
Since you don’t see me anymore

I’ll pick you up this time
So we can light another
Then you can put me down
In this suburban oblivion

I’ll pick you up this time
So we can fuck each other
Then you can put me down
In this suburban oblivion

credits

from Wasted Nights, released September 25, 2017

license

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