Fucker (Explicit)

****** (Explicit) - Eels

Came home tonight

And i felt like i'd die of loneliness

Strange you think

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Looking for a simple life

But life ain't simple

I'm tired and sick

But i don't wanna be alone

I'll go to a party

But i don't really want to

For now i'm sitting out here on my porch

Writing in the dark air

Listening to my little black cat meow

Trying to vent some of the terrible passion

That's coursing through me

Something about you

Something about spending the afternoon

Asleep in your arms

I hate you

F**ker