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stop breathing
stop breathing for me now
write it on a postcard
range life, i need a range life
so i can settle down
settle down
etc.
Compare that to "grip-force the vials, strip the locks, smash the set, slash the beds .... like a docent's lisp, like a damsel's spit, like a dry gin's twist, like a poor droll sir, like a poke's dull spurs, like a pastor's flock" and so on and so on. I don't know, they just seemed more interesting before... we can debate the crypticness, the directness, etc etc etc all day. I'm just saying, his lyrics suddenly and dramatically got less interesting after Slanted and got less and less interesting until now where they are just dull and boring. Like Malkmus himself, hey!
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