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Bury Our Friends - Sleater-Kinney
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Bury Our Friends Sleater-Kinney

Bury Our Friends - Sleater-Kinney
[Verse 1: Corin Tucker]
Today I am stitched, I am sewn
Patch me up, I've got want in my bones
Like some doll you thought you could throw away
I found my legs

[Verse 2: Carrie Brownstein]
Ready to climb out from under concrete
Only I get to be sickened by me
My body a smudge
Can't make out the details
Want to start over and come into being

[Chorus: Tucker & Brownstein]
Exhume our idols and bury our friends
We're wild and weary but we won't give in
We're sick with worry
These nerve less days
We live on dread in our own gilded age

[Verse 3: Tucker]
This dark world is precious to me
My scars make me breathe in so deep
My body has no need for sleep
This time around
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