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SOPHIE B. HAWKINS >> Merchandise Links
SOPHIE B. HAWKINS
I'm tired of waking up I'm sick of rolling off the bus I want to sleep forever In the lies I've made The checks have bounced But the bills got paid so far On the Jaguar I call myself The lines get crossed On the short wave I get cut off 'Cause I can't behave Very well You think you know me But you don't know my way around Hell Is just below me And that's why I keep falling down I'm praying to resist temptation Staying within my constellation Weighing every intonation Betraying alienation I quit sobriety I joined up with insanity I want to pull the lever on the hatch I built Escaping truth and avoiding guilt So far In the family car I get away The border's nearer than I thought I'll drive all day and I won't get caught Anyway The light is fading And I haven't had time to call You must be waiting For someone whose engines Won't stall I'm feeling the strings of your rejection Kneeling in the wrong direction Sealing my heart to your neglection Revealing no connection
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