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I'm sick again,
and seeing blurry,
just putting down
another story
bout honesty,
and hidden things,
guessing games
that end today.
Cup of tea,
slice of cake,
spoon in one,
and on a plate.
Quiet night, sleeping soon,
now I color my picture blue.

Spent some time
with someone else,
meanwhile, plans,
they went to hell.
Pass this note
up to the front,
it's all I wrote,
my mouth is shut.
Painting town, neglecting self,
it happens there with someone else.
Who am I to ask too much?
Who is that I can not touch?

And how delightful, Pussycat,
not to fight you!
Not to fight you, Pussycat,
I never liked you.

Empty mug, crumby plate,
not so good at playing safe.
I lie down, think til dawn,
something's missing,
what went wrong?
Confidence, hang on tight!
We're headed for a bumpy ride.
Open shirt and messy hair,
no ideas just going nowhere.

And how delightful, Pussycat,
not to fight you!
Not to fight you, Pussycat,
I never liked you.
No, I never liked you,
and now I'm going to lie to you,
I said, I never liked you,
no, I never liked you.

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from Throw Away Scratch, released September 21, 2010
Jason Brandt Harris - Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Drums

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