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Hold Steady The Almost Killed Me

She sometimes has to go to get some sleep She said I'm sorry, people think I'm pretty These clever kids are killing me For one they ain't that clever

't feel any pain But he's bleeding from the holes in his story He said, "Hey my name is corey. I'm really into hardcore. People call me Hard Corey."

lost everything we invested. we got to start it off with a positive jam. all the sniffling indie kids. hold steady. all the clustered up clever kids. hold steady

Some people call me Andre Cymone I've survived the 80's one time already and I don't recall it all that fondly The Hold Steady It was a blockbuster

nights Michigan looked just like a mitten Some nights we got fried Strung out on residuals and visuals and laser shows Reach into the speaker and try to hold

she sometimes has to go to get some sleep. she said i'm sorry people think i'm pretty. these clever kids are killing me. for one they ain't that clever

t feel any pain. but he's bleeding from the holes in his story. he said: hey my name is corey. i'm really into hardcore. people call me hard corey. don

these kids look like little lambs looking up at me. i was a twin cities trash bin. i did everything they'd give me. i'd jam it in my system. she had me

and lost everything we invested. we got to start it off with a positive jam. all the sniffling indie kids. hold steady. all the clustered up clever kids. hold steady