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Goodbye Song - The Moldy Peaches
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Goodbye Song The Moldy Peaches

Goodbye Song - The Moldy Peaches
(Adam:)
Packing my bags
Time is a drag
Smell myself to make sure I'm still there
I'm alone in the dark
With the sabre-tooth shark
And every pretty girl that broke my heart
Receding lines
Broken dimes
Who's gonna meet their match this time
The maker's at home
Smoking a bone
I'm on my own, I'm on my own
These nightmares
Nightmares
With the repeating cast of characters
I don't wanna talk
When my thoughts are true
I hate myself when I think like you
Cause its over
Its over
Its ancient, its so old
Its ancient
Its ancient
Its so old, lets call the whole thing
Off
Let's call the whole thing
Off
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