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Powderfinger Vulture Street

Who'd you say is you? Where'd you say you hide your proof? You're swollen like a lexicon If you hurry we'll be home real soon If you meet me in the morning

Despite the miseries And the lessons learned from history The pattern still repeats Never to surrender don't you ever retreat So how far have we really

By now you know that I never arrived I was too tired to move I was gonna invent an elaborate excuse But I'm tired of them too Little pockets of air in

How many more times will you say that you love me? And how many more times will you wake up beside me? Well you think that you told me what I'd like to

Well, I got to feeling low for making light Of whatever you said The pain went straight in my head Chopping me up, turning me to morose You've got a

How many more times will you say that you love me How many more times will you wake up beside me You think that you told me what I'd like to hear But

If I invite danger It might just do some good for me Slack jawed little stranger Slip and shuffle on your feet If I set a trap I'll raise suspicion

I got to keep moving to stay warm 'cause I'm freezing in this room And if I prove no good here I'll skip to where I should It's only an imaginary vigil

I got to feeling low for making light of whatever you said The pain went straight to my head chopping me up turning me to morose You've got a thing or