Contextual Analysis of "it gets loneliest at night. down at the liquor store. beneath the neon sky. our moonlight. six a.m. the floor comes alive with lice. the pan's dried up so tight. with hardened beans. we're hungry. so i lean on you sometimes. just to see you're still there. your feet can't take the weight of one. much less two. we hit concrete. how were we born into this mess?" in Lyrics

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it gets loneliest at night. down at the liquor store. beneath the neon sky. our moonlight. six a.m. the floor comes alive with lice. the pan's dried up so tight. with hardened beans. we're hungry. so i lean on you sometimes. just to see you're still there. your feet can't take the weight of one. much less two. we hit concrete. how were we born into this mess?

i know i painted you a prettier picture

kiss the bottle

Singer: foo fighters

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it gets loneliest at night. down at the liquor store. beneath the neon sky. our moonlight. six a.m. the floor comes alive with lice. the pan's dried up so tight. with hardened beans. we're hungry. so i lean on you sometimes. just to see you're still there. your feet can't take the weight of one. much less two. we hit concrete. how were we born into this mess?

i know i painted you a prettier picture

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it gets loneliest at night. down at the liquor store. beneath the neon sky. our moonlight. six a.m. the floor comes alive with lice. the pan's dried up so tight. with hardened beans. we're hungry. so i lean on you sometimes. just to see you're still there. your feet can't take the weight of one. much less two. we hit concrete. how were we born into this mess?

i know i painted you a prettier picture

kiss the bottle

foo fighters

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