Less Than Jake

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And just outside I can heard the sounds
of the early morning street becoming way too loud
and the hum of the engines of the cars on the street
And with this cigarette that I just lit
as I pass the 53rd St. Bridge
Right now the world just seems too big
so sit down and remind me how
this is the same old story of growing up and getting lost.
And outside I can see my breath
in between the words that fog my spinning head
and I can see the sun coming up. And it's just light enough to see
Another cigarette that I just lit
as I pass the 53rd St. bridge
right now the world just seems to big
And all the late night calls and all the lost hopes
and the missed connections and the lost direction.