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Ben Weasel These Ones Are Bitter

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Ben Weasel. These Ones Are Bitter. In A Few Days. Ben Weasel. Aquests éssers són amargues. D'aquí a uns dies.
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Thirty days ago I was fine. Thirty days ago I had peace of mind. Something in me is out of synch; I'm worried that I'm getting sick. I've got my backup

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Ben Weasel. These Ones Are Bitter. Only In November. Ben Weasel. Aquests éssers són amargues. Només al novembre.
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Silence now: I want it quiet now. I wanna feel the clock inside my brain start winding down. Don't you see I'm in a spaceship dream and the red light

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Ben Weasel. These Ones Are Bitter. Happy Saturday. Ben Weasel. Aquests éssers són amargues. Feliç dissabte.
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I get shattered every time you leave and I'm left spinning all around. Happy Saturday - what's it matter if I'm all alone since you're not here to drag

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Ben Weasel. These Ones Are Bitter. Jeanette. Ben Weasel. Aquests éssers són amargues. Jeanette.
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Oh, Jeanette, you're acting up again. Will these little dramas never end? Oh, Jeanette, life is so unfair when you don't get your way and no-one cares

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Ben Weasel. These Ones Are Bitter. The First Day Of Spring. Ben Weasel. Aquests éssers són amargues. El primer dia de primavera.
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Remember when you said last year this had gone too far and you were gonna try to find a way to make it stick this time? Summer came and went. You couldn

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Ben Weasel. These Ones Are Bitter. Let Freedom Ring. Ben Weasel. Aquests éssers són amargues. Deixin ressonar la llibertat.
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I'm alright - oh, it took a little time but everything has come together since you left. I got sad and then I got a little fat but now I'm finally at

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Ben Weasel. These Ones Are Bitter. Sour All Over. Ben Weasel. Aquests éssers són amargues. En tot agra.
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out. It all turns on originality (carefully cultivated). Nobody ever thinks they'll ever be what they most hated. Hey Jeanette, don't forget that in all your confusion there are

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Ben Weasel. These Ones Are Bitter. Summer's Always Gone Too Soon. Ben Weasel. Aquests éssers són amargues. L'estiu està sempre Gone Too Soon.
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Someone is singing a song far away as if they want everyone else joining in. But nobody sings here, we're tucked away safe inside our apartments. We

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