jerks of attention

there is no pain

my bodies drained

i never should of had that fourth slice straight

we gathered round

the lost and found

but my jerks of attention let me down

well i took the first one

and i pulled it back. and what was once green

had all turned black

had all turned black

and there was nothing left to say. i'm ten foot tall

the world's so small

i know it all when i'm wasted

what you see

inside of me

has been set free when i'm wasted

wasted. i'm getting there

my constant stare

and i don't think i'll move from this chair

we've got them both

archers of loaf

and the stone roses in the stereo

wasted

wasted

wasted

wasted

i don't want to be straight

don't want to be straight

i don't want to be wasted

wasted

wasted

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