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Talkin' Shit

from D+ by Cruddler

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I'll throw a party inside of my head; no one's invited.
I'll bring the streamers, and self loathing; no one's excited.
I've been carrying on conversation with myself for so fucking long
You would think at least by now we'd get along.
Exchanging wit and exchanging insults in an empty room,
Talking some shit and sprinkling some salt in my open wounds.
I've been carrying on conversation with myself for so fucking long,
You would think at least by now we'd get along, but you'd be dead wrong.
I'm throwing parties inside of my head; no one's invited.
And even though I'm playing the host, I'd sort of rather skip it.

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from D+, released September 4, 2012

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