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Jack Stauber – Pressed Flowers Lyrics

Take back afternoon
I want to see you soon
I'm on the drive
So long cokehead pains
I am the scatterbrain
The lice is split in your direction
(ection, ection, ection, ection, ection, ection,)
Feeling good, I'm feeling good, feeling good, feeling good, feeling good, feeling good, feeling good, feeling good
Feeling like you never could, ever could, ever could, ever could, ever could, ever could, ever could
Feeling good, I'm feeling good, feeling good, feeling good, feeling good, feeling good, feeling good, feeling good
Feeling like you never could, ever could, ever could, ever could, ever could, ever could, ever could
(ooooaaaaaoooooaaaaoooooooooooaaaaaoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooaaaaooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaoooooaaaaooooaaaaooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaoooooooo)
So what does it mean?
A new and dying scene?
Be nice in a while for you to leave
(leave, leave, leave, aaah, oooh,)
I won't try to be prophetic
But I won't call a paramedic
Go have fun

Ill abort the ritual
I only see what I don't know
But times have tried to testify

Reconsider having a good time!
Reconsider having a good time!
(Sit down!)
I'm out working, (Sit down!
I'm out mining, (Sit down!)
I'm out working, (Sit down!)
I'm out mining, (Sit down!)
I'm out working I'm out mining, (Sit down!)
I'm out working I'm out mining, (Sit down!)
I'm out working I'm out mining, (Sit down!)
I'm out working

When it's all about the plans
I want to go back to sleep
(Sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep,)

(You want to hold it?)
(Good? Good yeah)

When I told you that I would last forever
When I said I would never die
I was lying!
I was lying!
I was lying!
I was lying!

Torn down ancient
Go to my apartment
Find a new time to
See the others aging
Hide all the cotton
Find a new begotten
Wonder where the time went
Contemplate the day spent
Living on hunger
I was dying
Living on under
How I went on

(Hello and welcome to side B,)
(This is a skit)
(Oh my god!)
(Noooooooo!)
Whiskin' through the normal days I blast our wicked eyes
Never stopped to think about the less inquisite mind
More unless you're old
Yesterday I was fine
Trying to deport

I don't care when she wants it she'll see it tomorrow!
Never thinkin' always drinkin' television show!
West Virginia Academia I will never go
Time is a boat and I won't row!
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