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Midwestern Boujee
03:19
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Milwaukee nights are calling me back home
And I'm so sick of sleeping all alone
My girlfriend won't pick up her phone
I know she's hanging with Jerome
So stoned I lay here crying on my own
How could you forget those late, late nights?
Those weekend drives?
those fast food fights?
The way you look at me, I told you you'd never be
alone forever, as long as I'm around
You broke my heart
For the second time
It makes me feel
That our love was blind
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Casket Cocktail Bar
04:01
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Don't let them take my body home
Burn me in the land I know
Like a bundle of dry wood
I wouldn't leave here if I could
Drape me in rainbows from head to toe
Make sure all my friends and family know
I lived my life in the way that I knew best
And finally find myself at peace and rest
Funerals are for those left behind
Have one for me, I don't mind
I kept some cards close to my chest
Now you can see them on my crest
You used to wonder what was in my head?
Most of it was better left unsaid
Eternity depends on if God loves fags like me.
Did you always have me figured out?
Well let me remove all doubt
I'm finally who I'm supposed to be
Only in death am I now free.
How would you've treated me if you'd known?
Would your house still have been by home?
I know you love me with your whole heart
I wish I could've told you from the start
You know I love you with my whole heart
I wish I could've told you at the start
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Robot Civil War Chicago, Illinois
Proletaribots raising their voices in song against the capitalist machines.
Mech, Dan, and Brian speak on behalf of the robots
for booking: robotcivilwar@gmail.com
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