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Gnaweseous - Curly (eng.)
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Gnaweseous Curly (eng.)

Gnaweseous - Curly (eng.)
That girl never wanted me
I'm just not her kind of freak
Pokemon and punk bands
Drowned in piled cans of pure caffeine

She's into those kinda boys
Who cut their hair and make no noise
The kind that look like robots
With their eyes glued to a football field

She's just staring at me as I play my guitar
On a yard-long bench on Main St
And it's gnarly

Due to my natural happiness
All the guys think I'm a mess
They all think it's strange
Just cause lust never fascinated me

They play their sports, I play guitar
They drink their beer and smoke cigars
I spend late nights with my synth
Trying to find not-as-common riffs

They're all staring at me as I play my guitar
On a yard-long bench on Main St
And it's awesome
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