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letra de ex-florist - tommy oeffling

you were breathing down my neck to meet up
now, the hours left your day
there’s hardly a place for haven here
you always hated this song
bathroom stall graffiti brought me back to your arms
too much coffee to get through the day
had to lay down and shake
you’re always speaking in song
i’d lay it all out on the table, but explain for too long
wish we could get out this place
here, the air sticks to you
even winters are wrong
i thought it was fine
it’s either a reason, a season, or lifetime
at least that’s what you said
but there’s hardly a way to hold me down
and i can’t givе you a route
i can’t even find a way to figurе me out
sunday morning, encased in my bed
with fiber supplements
you weren’t a saint for my stomach
knelt down, h-llbound, dearly beloved
i threw us up in the street
i’ve had enough of your industry
i guess i’m fine
guess i’m going where you want me to go
guess i’m going where you want me to go
if i wanted to, i’d tell you no
i can’t sit this one out
……..

peter hoover (host): hey y’all, it’s peter hoover again. thanks for taking the time to give this album a listen, and have a great rest of your day. stay blessed

- tommy oeffling

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