Broken Cart

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Lyrics:

Asile nine is labled wrong
They've already played that fuckin' song
The peaches look like chewed up pits
There're piles of Kibbles without Bits
When you're in the grocery store with a broken heart

The cart wont move; the wheels are stuck
Sauces all turned to rotten muck
The freezer doors are left ajar
Your bonus card won't get you far
When you're in the grocery store with a broken heart

Flourescant lights and bakery blues
Stock boy cigarettes and unmopped ooze
The deli is serving wraps of slow
And fullness feels like long ago
When you're in the grocery store with a broken heart