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Good at Digging Holes

from Agoraphomania by Vincent Hand

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I am not an alcoholic, but I drank all the thirteen nights you were gone
I drank with thirteen different friends, nights I thought would never ever end

Lose my head, lose myself
Lose some things I never even had
I left my heart on your kitchen floor
And I don't care what you do with it

I told myself I'm tired of thinking- I don't want to dream or think anymore
I dig a hole, the world spins on, It's full of import, I'm good at digging holes
When the only shot you've got is a million to one shot, you take your shot

Lost my head, lost myself, I even lost some things I never even had
I left my heart on your kitchen floor, and I don't care what you do with it

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from Agoraphomania, released January 1, 2010

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