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Jawbreaker 24 Hour Revenge Therapy

Free, alone. The predawn white light's coming on. Bottle on the night stand. I count disasters on my free hand now. Run for cover there's a big one coming

I rode down to the tracks. Thinking they might sing to me. But they just stared back. Broken, trainless and black as night. Climbed out onto my roof.

Sleeping off the last five years takes another five. Recovery in lieu of being here right now. When I throw myself at your feet, You know it's to be

A little voice that's not quite your own. Count backwards from ten. Yellow jelly shot hard in vein. I want to talk to you again. "This is Jennings, your

I just wrote the dumbest song. It's gonna be a sing along. All our friends will clap and sing. Our enemies will laugh and be pointing. It won't bother

out of reach. It's a thin sheet across the face. Cover me now. That's pretty old. I never felt like this before. I say that every hour. It's never going

Been hearing about you. All about your disapproval. Still I rememebr the way I used to move you. I wrote you a letter. I heard it just upset you. Why

Sleeping off the last five years takes another five. Recovery in lieu of being here right now. When I throw myself at your feet, you know it's to be walked

Boat on a hill, never going to sea. Anchored to a fixer upper's dream. This boat is beat, never gonna be a boat now. Thirsty, sees the sea from high on