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Retirement

from S​/​T by Reproacher

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Rotten teeth, gasping on the phone
If it all works out, you’re still alone
Missing places, so fucked, so saved
Black tongue lies, all the same
This is my two weeks, I’m clocking out
You’ll never fucking see me around
Reckless hearts breed cynicism
This is my resignation
Nothing’s left, thrown away
Like all the half-felt words
And you’ll never learn to move along
You give and give, but it’ll always feel wrong
Suicide creatures
Hopeless manipulators
Tonight I’ll burn all my pictures of you

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from S​/​T, track released May 18, 2011

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