Went to LA

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Yes, I still worry about it
 Out of self-preservation did I begin with tenderness?
 The cannibal dragged his son into the kitchen
 Outside, the deaf man fled the barn abandoning every father's image
 Sure, sure, I went to LA together with my maid
 She was awfully quiet, her hands were shaking in the donkey's mane
 I went to LA, searching for my own face
 I couldn't find it in the dry toothy maw of the lake
 Heaven is a second (Chance), Heaven is a second—
 Heaven is a second (Chance), Heaven is a second—
 Heaven is a second (Chance), Heaven is a second—
 Heaven is a second (Chance), Heaven is—
 Thought you summoned horses, thought you summoned childhood
 Oh, the humiliation of having been perfectly understood
 If I could observe beyond every open mouth
 Men always end up telling you the truth, I can see it now
 See it now
 Every night is a lesson down a long hallway
 Good God, this house
 Get me away
 Sure, sure, sure I went to LA, what other choices could I make?
 I sing along the road, an idiotic smile on my face
 I went to LA, it was easy in the first place
 Wait, wasn't I with a friend? What difference does it make?
 The owner of the laundromat gave me a ride home
 She said she saw me come in alone
 Heaven is a second (Chance), Heaven is a second—
 Heaven is a second (Chance), Heaven is a second—
 Heaven is a second (Chance), Heaven is a second—
 Heaven is a second (Chance), Heaven is a second—
 Heaven is a second (Chance), Heaven is a second—
 Heaven is a second (Chance), Heaven is a second—
 Heaven is a second (Chance), Heaven is a second
 Heaven is a second (Chance), Heaven is a second—
 Heaven is a second— Heaven is a second chance
 

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Duration
03:56
Key
4
Tempo
144 BPM

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