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The Raconteurs
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Consoler Of The Lonely
Haven't seen the sun in weeks, My skin is getting pale. Haven't got a mind left to speak And I'm skinny as a rail.
Light bulbs are getting dim My interest is starting to wain. I'm told it's everything a man could want And I shouldn't complain.
Conversation's getting dull There's a constant buzzing in my ear. Sense of humor's void and null And I'm bored to tears.
I'm bored to tears, yeah. I'm bored to tears, yeah.
If you're looking for an accomplice A confederate Somebody as helpless You're gonna find, find yourself alone.
If you're looking for comfort Singing a bum note,
Looking for a scapegoat, 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 You're gonna find, find yourself alone.
Ahh... (Looking for sympathy.) I can get you something, Something good, something good to eat.
Haven't had a decent meal My brain is fried. Haven't slept a wink for real, My tongue is tied.
Light bulbs are getting dim My interest is starting to wain. I'm told it's everything a man could want And I shouldn't complain.
Conversation's getting dull There's a constant buzzing in my ear. Sense of humor's void and null And I'm bored to tears.
I'm bored to tears, yeah. I'm bored to tears, yeah.
(Ahh...)
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