Sebadoh
sixteen
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Sweep the dirt under your rug, you're on your drug
And then it hits me
It's paregoric in my head, I'm all doped-up
And just a baby
Doing just fine
You're making up your mind at sixteen
I'm all grown up and what I know
It isn't from your mouth
And now I'm confused 'cuz you don't talk
Or wonder what I think
I'm standing here and still I cannot hear you
My passion's locked inside me, divulging your imperative
For during, though it's easy, a hundred years of therapy
Thanks, thanks anyway, I'll soon be leaving
[Incomprehensible]
- Album:
- BBC Sessions
- Defend Yourself
- Secret (EP)
- Harmacy
- Miscellaneous
- Bubble and Scrape
- Bakesale
- III
- Bubble & Scrape
- Bubble And Scrape (Expanded Edition)
- Bakesale: Deluxe Edition
- The Freed Man
- Uncut: Into Your Arms
- Breathe This Air
- Secret
- The Sebadoh
- Bakesale (Deluxe Edition) [Remastered]
- Weed Forestin
- 2004-05-05: 40 Watt Club, Athens, GA, USA
- Uncut: Eight Miles High: 19 Tracks Inspired by The Byrds