Over - Chomsky



     
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I'm not exactly sure what I should say
Everything I do is a mistake, your attention is attention
(It doesn't matter if it's fake or real)
I'll take it if I get it, oh I've made up my mind
I'll do it over any time
You're over it, over me
Present just physically
The last words from the dyin' scene
You're over me, you're over me
I really need to hear how great I am
'Cause I can't even get up out of bed
Now say it like you mean it
(It doesn't matter how I really feel)
Sing it back softly, oh you got to be strong
And I've been empty, oh so long
You're over it, over me
Present just physically
Last words from the dyin' scene

You're over me
The old days all went bad, rotted, wilted black
Before you'd have a chance to call
I'll be on the next train home
Add it to the endless list
Of all the things we'll never, ever know
You're over it, over me
Present just physically
The last words from the dyin' scene
You're over me, you're over me, you're over me

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Hailing from Dallas, Texas, the four members of Chomsky enjoy being an anomaly in the music scene: Computer geeks that play in a rock band. Named for an East Coast intellectual, but from a place known more for mud flaps and horned frogs than linguistics or political activism. It’s this off-kilter sensibility that permeated Chomsky’s first two albums, “A Few Possible Selections for the Soundtrack of Your Life,” and, “Onward Quirky Soldiers.” Chomsky’s secret heart beats with 80s blood. Music made with drums and wires, blood and chocolate.

Read more about Chomsky on Last.fm.


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