The Afghan Whigs - Duvateen song lyrics

Mercifully I'm becoming what I feel
Walking in circles on the color wheel
Nothing to deny
They're coming at me with the evidence
Circling, I step into eminence

And I got something to say about it
Teacher gonna chase us down the hall
And I appreciate the feeling
When you've got nothing at all
You said

Baby, won't lie, I want a cigarette
Fuck me twice, I'm bangin' nicorette
Such a lonely way to die

Ease on down the road
Ain't coming back no more, you see
Dig somebody's hole
And fill it it up by wandering

All because of me
What's it gonna be?
All because of me
What's it gonna be?
All because of me
What's it gonna be?
What's it gonna be?
All because of me
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