Exit Row

There's no doubt that I'll sink my teeth in
 Not without depleting everyone around
 I'm a seen it all type, not easy to thrill
 I keep plants indoors, so I have something to kill
 I'll conjure up the worst of me
 To sing a song so bittersweet
 There's no doubt that I'll sink my teeth in
 Not without depleting everyone around
 I'll come out of hiding just before dawn
 When tea tastes like pencils I've been stirring too long
 I'll offer up my aisle seat
 In this exit row for the sad elite
 There's what I know for certain
 I know that I'm not wrong
 Suffering has no purpose
 Round Here is an almost perfect song
 Almost
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 There's no doubt that I'll sink my teeth in
 Not without depleting everyone around
 I dragged my body to the desert's end
 To mine for words in this abandoned head
 But all the vultures that surrounded said
 Was flesh is flesh whether live or dead