Bright Eyes - Basketball Ukulele

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so i'm just the medecine
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you take when your sick
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you get well and thats it
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i'm put back on the shelf in your mirror

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and it isn't exceptional
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the corse of our fate
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so people love and they hate
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and i guess it's just our turn to hate

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yeah,you were just some song i wrote
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a poem on a page
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a sculpture i made out of clay
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desire was the flame

but now your more of a basketball
boys just pass you around
they bouce you hard on the ground 
and dribble
and then we all get high fives

and you think i'm an a**hole now
well you're proably right
but at least i'm not blind to the facts 
i've been wishing were lies

but still i hope you get everything
that you care to posess
and unbeleivable sex with him
or anyone of my friends

but just don't ask about my apetite 
i dind't loose it tonight
no, it's been gone half my life
it's just i have been eating for you
 
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