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Seven Hours

from Crescent Fresh by The Mondales

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Basking in the defeat of silence
Hands tied just thinking 'bout myself
It's been this way for seven hours
It'll be the same for seven more, seven more

I should move into the city,
Get a job in legal while I can.
I should surround myself with Yes Men.
Just so I could hear them
I could be them.

I'm waiting for the breakdown, doctors,
Pills and medication
To save me.
I'm waiting till the constant stress and
Anxiety takes me away.

I know it's stupid to feel hopeless
When I've got it fucking made.
I know it's stupid to feel hopeless
But that doesn't make it better for me.

I'm waiting for the breakdown, doctors,
Pills and medication
To save me.
I'm waiting till the constant stress and
Anxiety takes me away.
I'm waiting for the breakdown, doctors,
Pills and medication
To save me.
I'm waiting till the seven hour silence
Fucking breaks me.

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from Crescent Fresh, released January 8, 2013

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