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Break, heart, break Fail, liver, fail But if you can hear me complaining I am neither dead or in jail. I can't remember where I parked my car And I'm afraid of what the future holds. And I don't wanna die in Greenpoint. The birds sing songs of distant car alarms, Distant cars alarms sonud like birds. The moon hang so low It looks like a street light Over three old men With three tall boys of coors light. You're screaming underneath my window And my roommate's blacked out on the toilet again And I'm checking into the emergency room Under a fake name at 4 a.m. So. Break, heart, break Fail, liver, fail, But if you can hear me complaining I am neither dead or in jail. I can't remember where I parked my car And I'm afraid of what the future holds. And I don't wanna die in Greenpoint. Where the sewage treatment plant smells suspiciously like Chinese food and man i don't even Want to think about what that means. And we're straining our eyes looking for those big city lights But it's not even Jersey it's Queens a And if that's my mother calling on the phone, Dude, I am totally not home. I'm exercising my right to surrender to the poison of my choice. I'm the master of my own worst case scenario. Break, heart, break (Boy, you know you'r gonna) Fail, liver, fail, But if you can hear me complaining I am neither dead or in jail. I think they finally towed my car And i'm afraid of what tomorrow holds, And I don't wanna die in Greenpoint. Break, heart, break Fail, liver, fail, But if you can hear me complaining I am neither dead or in jail. I can't belive they towed my car And i'm afraid of what tomorrow holds. And I feel like i'm gonna die in Greenpoint Yhea, I feel like i'm gonna die in Greenpoint Yhea, I Know I'm gonna go With a head full of blow In a polish disco In Greenpoint.
Writer(s): Mishka Valerian Shubaly Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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