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Let's spend our lives just waiting for the end
It's all a race towards losing relevance

Just walk on by, you won't ease my mind
It's all alike, it's getting trite
Just walk on by, you won't ease my mind
It's all alike, it's getting trite

Backs against the wall
More often we'll argue than ask why

We dug a grave a garden's what we meant
We built a plague and hope's our medicine

Back against the wall
Give me a placebo, I'll be fine

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from Flying Raccoon Suit Makes a Friend, released December 9, 2016

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Flying Raccoon Suit Biloxi, Mississippi

Flying Raccoon Suit is an indie-ska band in the Mississippi Gulf Coast. New album 'Flying Raccoon Suit Makes a Friend' out NOW!

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