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This Job Is Killing Me
The Telephone Numbers
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With all I feel is gravity
A pull towards inactivity
The show is over
Say goodnight
I try so hard, imagining
A Sisyphus who's happy
But I'm overexposed
Where's the light?
Do leather pants make the band
Or make it hard to stand?
Take a pen and trace the scene
It's like a bad TV
This job is killing me
All I want is someone to sing
A melody in the key of a life
That's more than a heartless parade
Of solipsist tongue ties
And sarcastic poetry
It's killing me
So give it up for suffering
And shower me with flattery
The show is over
Encore in 5
And in my bed are all my dreams
Of underground celebrity
I toss and I turn
Through a decade of life
Do publicists make the band
Or just sell the brand?
Of a career of jealousy
This grass isn't green
This job is killing me
All I want is someone to sing
A melody in the key of a life
That is more than just a passing phase
Of RIYL lines
And dress up photography
Do publicists make the band
Or just sell the brand?
Too much of jealousy
This job is killing me (killing me)
Too much of jealousy (it's killing me)
This job is killing me
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