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Lyricist: Elliott Smith
Lyrics:
This is the place you end up When you lose the chase Where you’re dragged against your will From a basement on the hill And all anybody knows Is you're not like them And they kick you in the head And send you back to bed
Isolation Pulled you passed A tunnel to a bright World where you can Make a place to stay But everybody's scared of this place They're staying away Your little house on memory lane
The mayor's name is fear His force patrols the pier From a mountain of cliché That advances everyday
The doctor spoke a cloud He rained out loud You’ll keep your doors and windows shut And swear you'll never show a soul again but
Isolation Pushes you ‘til Every muscle aches Down the only road It ever takes But everybody's scared of this place They're staying away Your little house on memory lane
If it's your decision To be open about yourself Be careful or else Be careful or else
Uncomfortable apart It's all written on my chart And I take what's given to me Most cooperatively
I do what people say And lie in bed all day Absolutely horrified I hope you're satisfied
Isolation Pushes past self-hatred Guilt and shame To a place where suffering is Just a game But everybody's scared of this place They're staying away Your little house on memory lane Your little house on memory lane
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