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Doomsday Disco
All these days
I talk about me
The brutality
That I'm generating
The hurt that evens out
Brings me down to Earth
And I say, okay, what to do
And I take a walk with someone like you
I take a little joy
Move a little faster
Learn to subdue
Smile at myself
But only when you're taking mercy out on me
I'm in a minor key
Doing what I can to sound happy
But these are only octaves
They make me sound so funky
But that's all right
I shuffle when it's cool
I'm fighting me, all these days
Hoping to gain a bit of benefit
Under this, I'm whining
Enjoying a bit of leftover hash
But when I close my eyes
It's you I'm usually dreaming of.
