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SINGER: The Weakerthans
SONG:Diagnosis
I have a headache. i have a sore back. i have a letter i can't send. i have desire, it falters and falls down, it calls you up drunk at three or four a.m. to wonder when...wonderful. all the cheap tricks i tried too hard not to pull. pulled along or pulled apart. the diagnosis of a foreign frame of heart. i have a story that i'd like to tell you, it's littered with settings and second takes. i have a feeling that hums with the street lights and hides under ice in always frozen lakes. my mistake to make you cringe. another greeting like a broken creaky hinge to oil and push or pry apart. the diagnosis of a foreign frame of heart. found a cure for being sure, and, sure as anything, i'll smile for my reckoning.
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