I'd like to welcome you To the plastic place Come right in melt And you'll have a seat
I'll be the spider on the lake With the frozen shapes Where the speed boats go By are they filing names
Hit the flashing lights Where the comas sleep If it makes you happy We could believe in hate
'Til we're all packed up so tight I can see that face Eyes of sleep sickness Not a fear of the evening
If we're hanging up ourselves If we're hanging up ourselves If we're hanging up ourselves If we're hanging up ourselves
If we're hanging up ourselves Into the breeze Of the soap and the neon blue Combination knees, good friends
All these good friends All these good friends All these good friends
If we're hanging up ourselves Then we could hang up ourselves If we're hanging up ourselves Then we could hang up ourselves If we're hanging up ourselves 'Til we're all packed up so tight
I can see that face Eyes of sleep sickness Not a fear of the evening
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