Service

from by Touchy Mob

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guess i have to catch you
in a somehow irregular landscape
like a space desert like nothing comparable
start running over your head
guess i should surprise you
as a costumed amnesiac gentleman
as if love was defeated eleven hundred years ago
died in a comfortable bed
rumors made me yell your name
in extra terrestrial surroundings
under glass willows like hardly imaginable
wolves carry my luggage instead
i hope that's all the upgrades i get
the atmosphere rejects my cigarette
surprised to find my name on the wall
it says he died in a comfortable bed
hey how can i be of service

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from No EP, released May 18, 2010

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