Television Snow Songtext
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A life in exposed pipes and unpainted walls
A frame without a picture of a her that never calls
Still you surround yourself with people that say
"Man, it's not your fault"
You know better, you know they're wrong
The patron saint of devestated deals
Another blow bathes you in the holy light of television snow
Crowns you with regret memories you can't let go
A life in exposed pipes and unpainted walls
A frame without a picture of a her that never calls
Still you surround yourself with people that say
"Man, it's not your fault"
You know better, you know they're wrong
The patron saint of devestated deals
Another blow bathes you in the holy light of television snow
Crowns you with regret memories you can't let go
A life in exposed pipes and unpainted walls
A frame without a picture of a her that never calls
Still you surround yourself with people that say
"Man, it's not your fault"
You know better, you know they're wrong
Storybook endings and textbook reactions
Lies worth defending and thruths you've abandoned
In the wake of everyone who ever took you by surprise
Cut you off or led you on, opened up your eyes
Still you surround yourself with people that say
"Man, it's not your fault"
You know better, you know they're wrong
Storybook endings and textbook reactions
Lies worth defending and thruths you've abandoned
In the wake of everyone who ever took you by surprise
Cut you off or led you on, opened up your eyes
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