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cassino - tacoma

[verse 1]
there’s a clock in a turned-out room
with a never-changing tune
the hands slowly sped as the numbers did
like a boa turning you blue

a house in disarray—
it’s not easier to say
what sunk you here:
a junk career or a meter you’d never pay?

[chorus 1]
a hollow man, a hard-luck tan—
tell me: have you seen this man?
grown thin and tightly lipped
tell us what you’ve promised it

[verse 2]
there’s a breaker with a burned-up fuse
buried deep beneath the bruise
there’s no refuge in the will to prove
what you won’t and wouldn’t do

a house in disarray—
no one knows quite what to say
it’s a dialect, an unpaid debt
that speaks in collect calls

[chorus 2]
a hollow gram, a hard luck hand—
tell me: have you seen this man?
snake bit a rubber band
prince on unkempt porcelain

[chorus 3]
a hologram no longer there—
tell me: do you even care?
it’s coming for the next of kin
tell us what you’ve promised it

- cassino

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