Queens Of The Stone Age Lyrics
11. I Was A Teenage Hand Model
Cozied up to the toilet Face stuck to the floor I met expectations that I was trying to ignore Job had such patience I wonder, what's that like? One hundred thousand million But I hear That's what you like So I was thinking So these cities are sprouting Like a spit in the eye And this world isn't waiting It's just passing me by I just peak in the window Looking inside The butcher's got a fork in your face I'm standing alive And I was singing
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