Addiction

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lyrics

The letter’s sitting on my bed; the stamp is glued
The golden envelope brings out the polyester blue
When we were last alone you couldn’t grant me closure
I’m hanging onto time, but waiting can’t be kosher
The selfish irony is I don’t want to
Yet I do

The vivid memories still swell my brain tissue
But fragments chipped by hours and miles have started to accrue
It’s your addiction girl; the innocence was sure to fade
The withdrawal symptoms left you wrinkled, grayed, and piss-stained
The bitter irony is I still need you
Yeah I do

Run, run, run, run
Run until you can’t sustain
Go away, go away
I have nothing left to say to
You, you, you, you
You no longer have the rein
Just accept my respect
For you as been all but drained

I won’t, won’t, won’t, won’t
Look for someone else to blame
Turn around, walk away
I don’t want to hear you say
You know, know, know, know
How to heal my mental sprain
You fucked up, you’re insane!
I’ve got nothing left to gain

It’s true, true, true and true
It’s true that you I can’t contain
Yeah I’ll admit, I’m not fit for this
But you’re still on my brain
And though, though, though, although
You’re 20 million miles away
I heart-spent this letter yet unsent
To you just begging you to stay

And I can’t feign, feign
I’m still drinking romance-brand champagne
Of your particular strain
I’m running trying to catch that train
I’ll go. Go. Go, go, go!
It so turns out, this high will never wane
Just so you know girl, you’re my heroin
Forever yours, cocaine.

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from Escalators, track released September 30, 2011

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Cute Machines New Orleans, Louisiana

Cute Machines began at college in New Orleans, Louisiana in August 2010 when twin brothers Sam and Collin McCabe teamed up with roommate Pat Testa, experimenting with live drums before transitioning to a drum machine. Within months, the group was building strong bridges and playing shows in the New Orleans area. The band's sound can be described as a blend of post-punk and dance music. ... more

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