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The Antlers
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Bear (Darby Antlers Remix)
There's a bear inside your stomach, a cub's been kicking from within He's loud, though without vocal cords, we'll put an end to him We'll make all the right appointments, no one ever has to know And then tomorrow I'll turn twenty-one, we'll script another show
We'll play charades up in the Chelsea, drink champagne, although you shouldn't be We'll be blind and dumb until we fall asleep None of our friends will come, they dodge our calls, and they have for quite awhile now It's not a shock, you don't seem to mind, and I just can't see how
We're too old We're not old at all Just too old We're not old at all
There's a bear inside your stomach, a cub's been kicking you for weeks And if this isn't all a dream, well, then we'll cut him from beneath Well, we're not scared of making caves, or finding food for him to eat We're terrified of one another, terrified of what that means
But we'll make only quick decisions, and you'll just keep me in the waiting room Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And all the while I'll know we're fucked, and not getting un-fucked soon When we get home we're bigger strangers than we've ever been before You sit in front of snowy television, suitcase on the floor
We're too old We're not old at all Just too old We're not old at all
Just too old We're not old at all Just too old We're not old at all
Just too old We're not old at all Just too old We're not old at all
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