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Panic at the Disco - Nails for breakfast, tacks for snacks correction

language eng english
album A Fever You Can't Sweat Out
year 2005
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Watch your mouth, oh oh oh
Because your speech is slurred enough,
That you just might swallow your tongue,
I'm sure you'd want to give up the ghost,
With just a little more poise than that,

Or was it God who chokes,
In these situations, running late,
Oh no, he called in, he called in (2x)

The hospice is,
A relaxing weekend getaway,
Where you're a cut above all the rest,
Sick and sad patients,
On first name basis with all the top physicians,

refrain:
Prescribed pills,
To offset the shakes,
To offset the pills,
You know you should,
Take it a day at a time,

That's when you,
S-S-Stutter something profound,
To the support on the line,
And with the way you've been talking,
Every word puts you a step closer to hell (22)

refrain (2x)

I am,
Alone in this bed, house, and head,
And she never fixes this,
But at least she, (makes me forget)

I am,
Alone, in this bedroom,
She never fixes this,
But at least she,

refrain (2x)

The hospice is,
A relaxing weekend getaway,
Where you're a cut above all the rest,
Sick and sad patients,
On first name basis with all the top physicians


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