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My misophonia brought the faders up now she's a military grade, in dolby surround, around 5.1 cause the barking from the baritone conductor in the pit for the car honk duet. Half-tone harmony from the sewer rebel youth choir belt phrases even newer. Dump truck man drops the beat with trash cans, call 911! We got therapy demands. Phil- harmoninc got a first chair car crash. Pan the falsetto to smash the glass. It's a drive-by lullaby that couldnt get worse, a melody abandoned in the key of new york where nothing comes after i'm a passtime streamer, hanging from the rafters -- i don't get out i don't have fun livin' like a captive of the sun sight read the chart clap the rocks into sand a 12-pass van on a pot- hole band stand. Got an oil-can hangover by default, and trucks pave Letras de cancionesthe roads with amphetamine salt skull shakin' cadence of the j train rolls the rhythm of defeat, re- peating like a pulse, marching on and static, lyrics shout a retort to the melody abandoned in the key of new york From Letras Mania