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[smileordestroy]

"It's so nice sitting here all alone with my ashtray. White curteousy telephone.

...

and it's so nice sitting very still without those old shoes I could never fill.

Now we're turning on the lights. It's the first day of my second life. Take my name off of the lease. You can even keep the name. It never suited me."

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[void_of_news]

I need to listen to JTB more often, since no band's lyrics could be manifested in a Livejournal this many times without proving their worth! Ha.