"dirtbag" genre: Indie
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	Lyrics Holding your turnaround, hoarding, I turn away from any chance of leaving this behind. What you hand to me is flooding my sanity. Leave it all, leave it all behind. An alluvial fan sends me to live, and I am nothing but a low-cal deadpan so you can take my life so easily. Seizing releasing to the point of leaving any chance of leaving it behind. Obsessed and dragging; I can't stop the dragging life that seems to anchor. An alluvial fan sends me to live, and I am nothing but a loose-jointed man so you can break my life so easily. I think I'm done with all this pondering of time to fess up or deny. It's pretty over-exhilarating, and I'm a pretty lazy guy. So forget all that I hope to write, I'll leave all of that life behind. As I begin to stand up for myself you can shove me down as much as you're inclined. So fuck it all, and I say to you, "I think it's safe to say you're right," and if it's okay to blame my enlonged sense of insecurity all on you, I might.

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