"Spooks" genre: Rock
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	Just me and the guitar. One take recording.
	Lyrics Spooks Your nose is lying and it's got you cornered And feeling very small Your scars have healed, but what a drama- Now, my dear, your plastic wound is sore You’re just another stylish whore With some time on your hands And cerametic floors Open minds are hard to swallow so you don't eat at all And so you fill your thirst for sorrow threw your legs Jogging threw at all You’re just another empty whore You know you won the game You know you've lost it all Oh, what a drag it is to run What a drag it is to hide What a drag it is to feel you got nothing inside What a drag it is to grow What a drag it is to go What a drag it is to rust What a drag it is to get old Now you’re too big for your incubator and you've outgrown it all The city don’t have much to offer But you’ll take it- Any place like home Your foot steps too close to the door You’re just a spineless whore The key turns in the door Oh, what a drag it is to make room for the other ones in line What a drag it is to watch as the others pass you by What a drag it is to feel your last days in the sun What a drag it is to know that you always die

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