Elliott Smith - Single File lyrics
[Elliott Smith - Single File lyrics]
With dying shooting stars
All we got to show what we really are
Is the same kind of scars
And looking at you all I see is
You're waiting for something
Single file you're a murder mile
You idiot kid your arm's got a death in it
If you're choking up, take this paper cup
But there's a price that you'll pay
For trying hard to become whatever they are
And saying whatever they say
So help yourself to this bitter pill
Or somebody else will
Single file you're a murder mile
You idiot kid your arm's got a death in it
Single file single file
Single file single file
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