Smog

Smog - Everything You Touch Becomes a Crutch lyrics

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Have I said too much

Am I losing my touch.

I don't think we should touch.

You go with the other men

Me I beat myself to sleep

Maybe I should have just

Left all this in a lock-up box

In Boston





Never said too much

I always tried to save face

I never said too much

Tried to save my face.

Only a few spare incidents

Of disgrace.





Never said too much

I said we shouldn't touch

I beat myself to sleep

You go with the other men

Go with your other men

I beat myself to sleep

I beat myself to sleep





Maybe I should have left all this

In an airport lock-up box

In Boston
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