Category: 🧩 Miscellanea
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The Weakerthans, Tournament of Hearts
Have to stop myself from climbingOn the table full of empties to yell“Why, why can’t I draw right up to what I want to say?”“Why can’t I ever stop where I want to stay?” I slide right through my daysI’m always throwing hack weight Right off, no never never ever everRight off, no never never…