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wrong floor
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I like this song for once
this has been working for me...I get bored and pick up my guitar every now and then, and one day I got the gumpshin to use the little microphone that came with the computer. Its fun! It would be cool to try to do something more seriously but I really lack the initiative, education, money, time and experience of playing in a band.
Song Info
Genre
Alternative • Grunge
Charts
Peak #197
Peak in subgenre #15
Author
Steve kampmueller
Rights
steven john kampmueller
Uploaded
November 21, 2004
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MP3 3.9 MB • 128 kbps • 4:18
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nothing
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gotta here um moved the page too much so I just kept going I think it bassicly gos like this First fourth or fith door openings on the wrong floor Ironic how things work out in this An a clock ticks change with the fadin fix change with the wheel I lock this why/my/your- locket funny how things seem rerunning playing the same old games but still something in the way its said the order the words are left where I slept an what you kept someone your only steeling you crumms and you still think somethings coming… funny how someone made you funny how you never really won still funny I’m not the one trudgeing through the shit while you abandon never could even shoot the dummy… crash test this with irrational bliss fumbleing through your/there loose leaf while I’m sheeding all this skin a pamphlets its disgusting these damn fits that all you lift through shit that I’ll live in the gist of carrying your bits while you havetogive me\ water and I have the blotter or vice versa or verse Vega vice Persia or versa laid ya… is this when I say is it you is you me is this whe nI play out the same print for prints sakes edearing First an fourth fith door opening to the wrong floor Ironic how things work A sonnet as a clock ticks A change with the fadeing fix rate a glock clip amazing how things stay the same a rerun life style I’m insane in the same old games still something in the way its sad to say but its still the same funny how someone made you funny how you never really won still funny I’m not the one trudgeing through the shit while you abandon whats the order the words are left can’t quite know what you have kept like somebody only gave you what you couldn’t take its some way to be found in a place to leave your smile funny how someone made you numb funny how you never really won still funny how I’m they sound through the shit while you never could even shoot the dummy… crash test this with irrational bliss fumbleing through loose leaf ed allen no its pamphlets while I’m sheeding all this skin isn’t it just disgusting these damn fits that all lift through its something more whats your lift shit that I’ll live in the gist of carrying your bits while you have the water and I have blotter or vice versa or verse Vega vice Persia or versa laid ya… is this when I say is it you is you me is this whe nI play out the same print for prints sakes ending
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