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Dear Jesus,
I've been wonderin' how L.A. is,
how's Elvis and my Grandpa?
And when will you be back
in Michigan
I'm sad I missed your show
I heard that you guys rocked the house
and you blew your bass amp out
but all the people loved it anyway
Well I made a band too,
a little like Sonic Youth
And when we sell a few cassettes I'd love
to meet you on the road
And I made you a mix tape
"Songs for a second date,"
songs to make you keep me around
Son of God or not
You're the only one I want
Righteous abs
with righteous heart
with righteous arms to play guitar
but never hold me
Well tell me is it true
that the labels got to you?
And did you spend all of your money
getting naked girl tattoos?
A match made in heaven
and wrecked by David Geffen,
or maybe I was just too cool
Son of God or not
You're the one that I forgot
Righteous abs
with righteous heart
with righteous arms to play guitar
or so you told me
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Orange Sweater
03:08
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The only
picture of you that
I'll ever look at's
the one in your orange
sweaters are nice for
when it gets cold and
the blankets won't hold you
tightly like I can
'till you get hit by a bus,
replaced with a robot
mechanical slow dance
And I'll try
to give you my love, but
it won't be the same
when your heart is a tin can
Blackbelt wrapped around your head
We spit goodbyes and then
You kiss me 'till I wake up
to some glitter covered cuts
and an answering machine
bleedin' into my dreams,
left the Playstation on
So I'll pick up where I left off
The only
picture of you that
I'll ever look at's
the one in your orange
sweaters are nice for
when it gets cold and
the blankets won't hold you
tightly like I can
Runnin' my mouth
down the coast
A letter tastes better
but that's too slow
A thousand days wetter
from your march home
I love the weather,
you love the reset codes
you wore into your
leather overcoat
The only
picture of you that
I'll ever look at's
the one in your orange
sweaters are nice for
when it gets cold and
the blankets won't hold you
tightly like I can
The only
picture of you that
I'll ever look at's
the one in your orange
sweaters are nice for
when it gets cold and
the blankets won't hold you
tightly like I can
'till you get hit by a bus,
replaced with a robot
mechanical slow dance
And I'll try
to give you my love, but
it won't be the same
when your heart is a tin can
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