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Letter #1 lyrics
I like to sleep
'Cause when I sleep
I dream of places I would be
If I weren?t here right now
Like underground
Hearing the sound that humans make
When they have things
That they cannot talk about
So they blow horns
In little clubs
With wine and cigarettes
That serve to hide the dirty forks
Part of these releases
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- Track 7 on Where the Humans Eat
- 6 Hard Hand To Hold
- 8 Sold My Soul
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