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- Genres:
- Indie
- Rock
 
- Tags:
- guitar revving
- indie rock
- quarantine the past
 
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Pavement - Home lyrics
Fight for felicity for me.
 You know I cannot do it myself.
 Stick your fingers in my mouth.
 Pull my lips back and watch me smile.
 Catch me on my troubled portion.
 Maybe there is something there for you.
 Look below her nylon stockings,
 Snapped the double notch and left untied.
 Some king chooser will wind up with my number.
 I'll go to sleep and
 Wait for my number to come.
 Deep pockets may be deeperPavement - Home - http://motolyrics.com/pavement/home-lyrics.html
 And always had a nickel to spare.
 Now the blood blister's,
 The blister's black
 As she washes her hands across her chest.
 But if you're willing to call my machine,
 Flip the coins and watch me light up
 Hope the time is right for it
 When it's done
 Turn your back
 King chooser has come for my number.
 I'll just roll over on my back
 And wait for my number to come.















