I swear I'm reborn every other night, in the car
In the dark of the car park outside my new work
Among the tress, faded streetlights, shimmering rain residue I see you
You're Ill when I tell you that you're ill
But I'm only slightly concerned
You're Ill when I say you're ill
And I'm only slightly concerned
And there's something so Chris Ware
About a family's cars broken down by the side of the road
And I'm getting tired of counting my blessings
There's no time among all of this stressing
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I swear I'm reborn every other night, in the car
In the dark of the car park outside my new work
Among the tress, faded streetlights, shimmering rain residue I see you
You're Ill when I tell you that you're ill
But I'm only slightly concerned
You're Ill when I say you're ill
And I'm only slightly concerned
And there's something so Chris Ware
About a family's cars broken down by the side of the road
And I'm getting tired of counting my blessings
There's no time among all of this stressing
In the dark of the car park outside my new work
Among the tress, faded streetlights, shimmering rain residue I see you
You're Ill when I tell you that you're ill
But I'm only slightly concerned
You're Ill when I say you're ill
And I'm only slightly concerned
And there's something so Chris Ware
About a family's cars broken down by the side of the road
And I'm getting tired of counting my blessings
There's no time among all of this stressing
Writer: Kyle Wood
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