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when nostalgia runs dry and life won't
wait when your dream is to die and your
love is pure hate and the world fights back
and you never once pushed and your soul shield
is cracked and your heart is kaput and the
funeral home calls but you're not dead yet
when your winter time falls and it's summer
instead and the cops swarm and burn
although you did nothing wrong forget all you've
learned even your favorite song
when your mind splits and bakes and those pills
don't work what difference does it make
you're still a total fucking jerk
you can fall fall on me
you can fall fall on me


©2014, Timothy James Swenson