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Don't worry too much about your dead.
At least you know where they're sleeping at.
And when you call and they don't pick up,
At least it's not ‘cause they think you're dumb.

But it makes me wanna,
You know it makes me wanna sleep.
Yeah it makes me wanna.
You know it makes me wanna sleep.
Yeah it makes me wanna.

So when was the last time you saw them, then?
Did you kick them out like your girlfriend said?
Or did they invite you in, to make some lunch;
Peeled grapefruit and orange juice was all there was.

And that makes me wanna,
You know it makes me wanna sleep.
Yeah it makes me wanna.

You were a handful of lilacs in a waterless jar,
Become the torn open beige canopy of a car.
I heard you painted your face red and walked down the tracks,

And that makes me wanna,
You know it makes me wanna, oh...

Good god it makes me wanna!

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