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Police Rock

from City of Dogs by Our Sunday Affairs

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I had a dream
Drowned in a swimming pool
Two tabs of acid in my jeans
My mom gave them to me
My stupid face, my stupid genes
Now I blame everyone but me
Let me gnaw on my fingers, I'm starting to teeth
For the first time ever I've remembered to breathe

Maybe they'll burn through my spine,
Rip out all the words I'd use to describe
The things I see in my head
The things that make me believe I'd be better of dead
I say we grind through the dirt
Find some place better and live in the earth
With only the rocks and the worms
Sit and listen and watch as the world starts to turn

They tried to tell me
How I should feel
I may not remember
But I can see what is real
Our pulpy insides
This dimming porch light
Wind, the night
Somewhere that the joy won't find me

I think I'd be better off without the dreams

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from City of Dogs, released July 18, 2012

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Four piece emo/indie made up of kids who shouldn't have ended up in a four piece emo/indie band but did anyways.

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