I Work Most Weekday Nights, Including Saturday

By Carpa Túnel · Apr 10, 2008 ·
  1. Ill spend a few weekends drying
    The oceans tears, from the crying
    Keeping your life pump at a steady beat
    Without needing to keep astir in the bedsheet
    I can carry this load of tears on my half broken back
    Till my spine and its possessions are crushed by a snap

    Dont even try to pretend
    You'll ever forget about me
    Im an extrordinaire in fix-it hearts
    Hearts beating fasters a passion of secrets
    And once the shows over theres no drum beat to see
    I couldnt give myself some trouble
    Of handing you some unfound locked keys

    This is me, and there's all of you
    Pleasures here, no need asking what I do
    Addiction take it out on the pressure
    Taking all proportion out of the measure
    Just always keep close who I think I am
    Im probably the only guy left who really gives a damn

    Dont even try to pretend
    You'll ever forget about me
    Im an extrordinaire in fix-it hearts
    Hearts beating fasters a passion of secrets
    And once the shows over theres no drum beat to see
    I couldnt give myself some trouble
    Of handing you some unfound locked keys

    Its easier to say then to see
    Its too hard to know how to be, to be

    Dont even try to pretend
    You'll ever forget about me
    Im an extrordinaire in fix-it hearts
    Hearts beating fasters a passion of secrets
    And once the shows over theres no drum beat to see
    I couldnt give myself some trouble
    Of handing you some unfound locked keys

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