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SINGER: The Matches
SONG:Borderline Creep
Whoa oh whoa oh so so so so so when you got no place to go it don't matter that your watch runs slow so chalk one more hour destroyed and sing it whoa oh whoa oh i can't afford to sleep by my own accord i’m a borderline creep my old friends are all employed Lookin' out the window at a brick wall i swore that i would be the first one to make this zip code fucking history lookin' out the window at the same wall i never thought i’d be with no future stuck in this mode stuck in history These pages fill up too slow i've got a red-5 fever and nowhere to go so stamp one more day destroyed and sing it whoa oh whoa oh the company i keep is the reflection of a borderline creep naked and paranoid Lookin' out the window at a brick wall i swore that i would be the first one to make this zip code fucking history lookin' out the window at the same wall i never thought i'd be with no future stuck in this mode stuck in history Who am i to deny getting shrink-wrapped? i'm a borderline creep real world bitch slapped
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