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talk to me - the mattless boys lyrics

[verse]
when you walk down the street with your eyes or your feet
and your hands in your pockets with a feel on that gun
no money
and if a steep jesus know if you ask him for dough
and he laughs in your face, now that just ain’t funny
and the man in the shop knows you ain’t gonna stop
you’re just looking at the books, and i’d help you
but you just shake your head as you walk down his bed
only stopping back to adore, now that just ain’t fine, too

[chorus]
talk to me
talk to me
every day, every day
every day is the same
every night, every night
every night is the pain
and because of my own
call police and go home
to home

[verse]
so you walk past the man at the newspaper stand
selling paper, telling stories about people living famously
well, you think to yourself * if i had all that wealth
i’d just spent it all the same, then i’d go to spain
the best places
[chorus]
talk to me
talk to me
every day, every day
every day is the same
every night, every night
every night is the pain
and because of my own
call police and go home
home

[outro]
o*o*o*oh
talk to me
o*o*o*oh
talk to me
o*o*o*oh
talk to me
o*o*o*oh
talk to me
o*o*o*oh
talk to me
o*o*o*oh
talk to me

- the mattless boys lyrics

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