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MATT NATHANSON >> Merchandise Links
MATT NATHANSON
I am held together by clothes pins and tension, a wealth of odds and ends I'm dazzling like the neon street sign hiccuping off and on again all night long I've got magazine friends and enough jealousy to lose them all But I know this has all been said before I shed what escape my fiction provided I lived a lifetime inside of my shelter and thought it about time to see outside And I believed it was easy, stupidly thought I could just get up and walk away I've got illness hugging me like skin and I'll shed it clean until I can taste the oxygen.
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