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I wouldn’t be caught dead inside my own head
I’ll twist around my cellophane esophagus instead
The autopilot’s on, when it cries it’s fond
Of twisting it’s own leverage, yes, this I dread

Tell me a story, I’ll tell you a few
The blue and the green mean what they do
To no one but yourself, like a pauper’s wealth
The coins they jingle, and then they fall through

It’s a hard beast
Fighting for the most, yet settling for the least
It’s a hard beast
Nobody’s opening you any door, they just gave you the keys

Brass knuckles burns on our difference, your shame
You think it’s revenge, I think it’s lame
The truth speaks only to those who consider it
Bitterness is only useful when you forget it’s a game

It’s a hard beast
Fighting for the most, yet settling for the least
It’s a hard beast
Nobody’s opening you any door, they just gave you the keys

The water is heavy on the levee that is carefully built on your temples
The clouds all appear as the subway gets near to your home
And did it feel so simple?

Don’t forget hope, soap skids on the wall
It’s such a long rope, it’s such a short fall
And all I can do is give a hand to a friend
The feature film’s starting, give my regards to them all

It’s a hard beast
Fighting for the most, yet settling for the least
It’s a hard beast
Nobody’s opening you any door, they just gave you the keys

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from Here Comes Saturn, released September 3, 2013

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Toby Singer and the Storm Brooklyn, New York

genre-bending indie pop sung by a bearded barry white.

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