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Elliott Smith From a Basement On the Hill A Fond Farewell My mind's now black and white 'Cause you took apart a picture that wasn't right Bitch burning on a shining sheath The only maker that you'd want to meet A dying man in a living room Whose shadow paces the floor Who'd take you out any open door This is not my life It's just a fond farewell to a friend It's not what I'm like It's just a fond farewell to a friend Who couldn't get things right A fond farewell to a friend You said really I just wanna dance Good and evil match perfect; it's a great romance I can deal with some psychic pain If it'll slow down my higher brain Things full of disappearing ink Vomiting in the kitchen sink Disconnecting from the missing link This is not my life It's just a fond farewell to a friend It's not what I'm like It's just a fond farewell to a friend Who couldn't get things right A fond farewell to a friend I see you're leaving me, And taking up with the enemy The cold comfort of the inbetween A little less than a human being A little less than a happy high A little less than a suicide The only things that you really try This is not my life It's just a fond farewell to a friend It's not what I'm like It's just a fond farewell to a friend Who couldn't get things right A fond farewell to a friend This is not my life It's just a fond farewell to a friend |
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