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The Bible (Or, How to Build a Bomb) (Feat. Sarah Scruggs)

from The Funny Things You Tell Me by Junior Retreat

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Take your fucking hands
and point them back at yourself
let the world know your guilt
your principal mistake you made

You're shaking your fist
holding me against my will
being nice to the idea of a parlor act
Being nice to the idea of a fiction you set

and I don't fuck with it
The side looks and subtle grins
the bad mouth you give
when you say you can't send it back

and I would never fuck with you
If I didn't have to
And I wouldn't give you a second thought
If It didn't pay for my rent

What did you say
when I asked you what you meant
What did you say
When you lied to my face

Serve me

Who are you to think
that you're better than me
Who are you think think
that I care what you have to say

Serve me

I think about the ways you failed me
leaving me nothing extra when you leave
the money I make is based off this form of income
I literally cannot live without this form of income

Pay my fucking bills please

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from The Funny Things You Tell Me, released March 24, 2023

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Connor, Paul, Ashley, Darin, Sam

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