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I heard about my voice on your answering machineTelling you and the worldHow irresponsible I thought that you'd beenWell, I was greenYou poor, poor thingBut wait, I heard about you and another boyA boy I knowGetting offYou were overheardAnd you were so coked outWhen feelings like those could beSo spontaneousAnd so impureYou can finally recognizeThat what you've held ontoAre grudges and growth and the needTo feel that blueYou were someone elseAnd you were so coked outIn retrospect, it's funny nowAll the guilty through associationDoors being broken downUnease in my hometownWhile all around meLetras de cancionesPeople traded people for something newThey were so untrueAnd they were so coked outKnives in the back just seem matter-of-factWhen it comes to youYou've got such a good heartBut when it comes to your art, you come ungluedWith so much to giveYou were so coked outAnd I was greenYou poor, poor thing From Letras Mania