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Lyrics for 'The Recluse' by 'Cursive'
I Wake Alone, Ina Woman's Room I Hardly Know.
I Wake Alone- And Pretend That I Am Finally Home.
The Room Is Littered With Her Books And Notebooks.
I Imagine What They Say, Like, 'shoo Fly, Don't Bother Me,'
And I Can Hardly Get Myself Out Of Her Bed.
For Fear Of Never Lying In This Bed Again.
Oh Christ, I'm Not That Desperate Am I? Oh No- Oh God- I Am.
How'd I End Up Here To Begin With? I Don't Know.
Why Do I Start What I Can't Finish?
Oh Please, Don't Barrage Me With Questions To All Those Ugly Answers.
My Ego's Like My Stomach- It Keeps Shitting What I Feed It.
But Maybe I Don't Want To Finish Anything Anymore..
Maybe I Can Wait In Bed 'til She Comes Home. And Whispers.
"you're In My Web Now - I've Come To Wrap You Up Tight 'til It's Time To Bite Down."
I Wake Alone In A Woman's Room I Hardly Know.
I Wake Alone - And Pretend That I Am Finally Home.
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