Lyrics:
(Marchand- Neal) Midsong Music Inc./ Diagonal Music Inc. ASCAP/ BMI Maybe Every little thing, can bring you close to tears And maybe Your every
And I slam these doors because I don't even miss her And I rip the needle from her Grateful Dead mid-song I like my drug trips with some death and some
space, star! If you're looking for real rap here, I wouldn't advise it This is hardly a rap, it's a mid-song advertisement (Ay, ay, ay) Look at me, listen
skipping ahead mid-song Maybe it's by design Maybe it's accidental But don't expect that you can simply sing along No one can ever break my heart Cause I
can’t stay long And from the corner of my retina You leave, mid-song There is nothing in my repertoire That will keep you in this room My music is
three songs every night And you painted a portrait of a picture of me in mid-song And I don't know the words now And I may be a cartoon But for a moment
cream parlor that Greunters and Jones first met Triangle Chicken had booked a solo gig on a night in December 2006 And mid-song, learned that the waitress
Weatherman says rain is coming with the dawn Guess I'm coming home Headed back only mid-song You never will admit it, but the time has come You need
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