Jawbox - Tracking

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I believe in desperate acts. The kind that make me look stupid. Look like a
fool. Just keep reinventing myself. It's move or die. I change my form. These
days the people I love are spread so far apart. All out of reach. It's a thin
sheet across the face. Cover me now. That's pretty old. I never felt like this
before. I say that every hour. It's never going to be like it could have been.
Now it's just this room. Windows look back. You're a big part of it. But I
don't care. You take the lead. And can you really see me now like I made me?
Made me anew. Just like anyone at all. Safer alone. So right, so wrong.
Another winter's coming on. You win, you lose. It's the same old news. These
things go wrong so often. Pick up the phone and punch your code. Somewhere,
sometime let me make you mine. Lean your head on mine like you used to. Used
to your lean. I don't mind if you're faking it. Make it sem real. I'm not
asking the questions. I'm not demanding the answers now. Take what you give.
Right or wrong, just take me, lead me on. I'm going.