A Million Dead End Jobs
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Lyrics
When all I want is a minute more I'm only minutes late But opening up all life's locked doors It's not my strongest trait I do it well, I do it well But I don't like to wait I do it well When the feeling sours From your private hours To the public crush It feels just like a million dead end jobs At the corner store You leave the line your cigarettes in hand Broken But you do it well You do it well You do it well Don't you? You do it well
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Song Details
- Duration
- 04:19
- Key
- 1
- Tempo
- 176 BPM