From the recording Squashed
Sometimes I wrote mean angry songs with mean angry feelings. Oh wait, that's still what I do?
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Sometimes I'm ready for guests to leave before they're ready. Sometimes I'm very ready for guests to leave.
Lyrics
Well I'm burning out, wearing thing
Sick and tired, it had to end
Well I'm getting mean, getting cold
And you really should go home
The only way to win this is to find your trail and follow it
Home
Well I was scraping at their knuckles, trying to pry their clenched hands
Without taking off their fingers cuz they'd never understand
That I had to let 'em fall, had to let 'em burn
And they really should go home
I'll break your spine again