letra de birthday - bulldog eyes
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up ’til four a.m. again
you’re waking up at 2 p.m
i think there’s something weird about you
the voices in the dark surround you
in hospitals, in hospitals
the lights are humming dim and dull
a working life has no appeal
you’re drunk behind the steering wheel
you drive to san francisco
on the morning of your birthday
and things are getting better in the worst of ways
the bug inside your ear
is like a swollen reminder
that your broken little volvo
has a little broken driver
the journals that you throw away
tell little funny stories
in ugly black pen drawings
of distorted lover’s bodies
and you will go back home
to find a town you don’t remember
you’d lie still for no one but for him you’d surrender
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