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| | Death Cab For Cutie - Stable song lyrics | Time for the final bow,
Rows of deserted houses,
All our stable mates highway bound.
Give us our measly sum;
Getting the air inside my lungs is heavenly,
Starting out, with nothing but crippling doubt.
We'll rest easy justified.
Suffered a swift defeat,
I’ll endure countless repeats,
The gift of memory is an awful curse,
With age it just gets much worse,
But I won't mind
I won't mind
I won't mind
I won't mind
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