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CONOR OBERST >> Merchandise Links
CONOR OBERST
Milk thistle, milk thistle Let me down slow Help me go slow I've been carrying on I'm not scared of nothing I'll go pound for pound I keep death on my mind Like a heavy crown If I go to heaven I'll be bored as hell Like a little baby At the bottom of a well Fair child, fair child How are you man? Did you fix that storefront? Did you start that band? Don't be scared of nothing You go pound for pound You bring peace to midnight Like a spotted owl I'll be rooting for you Like my favorite team If somebody sweats you You just point them out to me All the sights and sounds This little world's too crowded now And there's only one way out An elevator ride Through the tunnel towards the light And I'm nowhere bound Keep going up and down Up and down Newspaper, newspaper Can't take no more You're here every morning Waiting at my door I'm just trying to kiss you And you stab my eyes Make me blue forever Like an island sky And I'm not pretending That it's all okay Just let me have my coffee Before you take away the day Lazarus, Lazarus Why all the tears? Did your faithful chauffeur just disappear? What a lonesome feeling To be waiting around Like some washed up actress In a Tinseltown But for the record I'd come pick you up We'll head for the ocean Just say when you've had enough All the light and sound This little world's too fragile now And there's only one way out But if you let me slide I'll do my best to make things right And I'm nowhere bound Just going up and down Up and down Milk thistle, milk thistle Let me down slow Just help me go slow I've been hurrying on I was poised for greatness I was down and out I keep death at my heels Like a basset hound If i go to heaven I'll be bored as hell Like a crying baby At the bottom of a well
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