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sh*t til you’re skinny, eat through your nose
don’t worry about the pretty girls, the clothes are all on loan
and we’re on layaway, a titty job won’t pay away
all the time we’ve thrown away, squeeze the day

east village gatorade, half the park has made away
with all ur ex’s apple pay, olive branch or olive garden
con permiso beg your pardon
socialista, calvin klein
palace collab clandestino
boom * what’s yours is mine

k!ll me for the reliquary, listen back for the commentary
payback * she’s a b*tch, and she remembers
your address, so at best
you’rе not alone

see i been lying for a living, cuz trying’s unforgiving
you pay for every day that you grеw up in la
met lots of lachsa girls in the parking lot
took their dad’s heart pills till my brain was rot
talulah wait * how many l!cks does it take
to get to the middle of toluca lake

shake it, squeeze it, bop it, key it
pop it, lock, and drop it
stall in the bathroom stall til
the cop on guard says stop it
whatcha got in your hand lil man
that a microphone or a kidney stone?
got your dad on the line
mom’s on the phone
wish me luck in the city
cuz i’m going it alone
k!ll me for the reliquary
listen back for the commentary
payback, she’s a b*tch and she remembers
your address, so at best
you’re not alone

k!ll me for the reliquary
listen back for the commentary
payback, she’s a b*tch and she remembers
your address, so at best
you’re not alone

sometimes when i’m lonely, i go on craigslist missed connections and read thru the entries, were you in mccarren park with a redheaded friend with tattoos on a bench last sat*rday, were you in a black and white la hat with cargo pants in the wallgreens on flushing, man (40) misses his corrections officer lover mike, he was always willing to be bottom bunk * i think they missed the point of missed connections, maybe mike is dead, there were weekly posts about mike, i started to think he was actually dead, maybe he k!lled him, and this was the only anonymous place to confess, his longing only exacerbated by his guilt, what intrigues me most, what intrigues me most about missed connections is that they are the definition of anti*stories, the plots don’t exist, maybe in a parallel universe the man in the dark blue jacket talks to the woman in the raincoat on the 7 train, but here he doesn’t, maybe there is love there, here there isn’t, or it riddled with fakes and liars, catfish pretending to be their soulmates…[ ?????????… ]why should i answer your questions, does it ever work, has it ever worked?

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