| Going under deeper
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| Trying hard to reach ya
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| I ain’t talk too much through needle
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| It’s my face they wanna see though
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| Got her hotel and my nose honey
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| Said I wouldn’t recognize her wearing clothes honey
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| She wouldn’t fuck me as a nobody
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| And that thought is kind of sobering
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| (Not enough though)
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| And if I had my time over
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| I’d do the same thing twice over
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| Mixed my potion and I am floating
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| And I will fly, through the wall like an apparition
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| So you might notice
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| I’ll sit there and wait for the moon to rise
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| At the park watching good people live human lives
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| I don’t wish for it, I know it will soon arrive
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| I’m not sure what this hole is I grew inside
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| I’m reaching through the night to you
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| But this dimension isn’t mine
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| I’m reaching through the night to you
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| But this dimension isn’t mine
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| Am I see-through to you?
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| 'Cause I feel like a ghost (ghost)
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| Some things you don’t want to know
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| Could you sell me some hope?
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| I never change, you said regretfully
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| We weren’t supposed to ever leave
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| 70% of me is Cheetos and Monster Energy
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| That’s some white trash chemistry
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| Now, that’s right, just sick mentally
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| Over the cuckoo nest in a F18
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| On the purest praying for better things
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| All those Gucci denim dreams
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| I think that girl is cute, but she’s properly basic
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| Can’t pinpoint why she wants to be famous
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| Come out from there, don’t crawl in these spaces
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| Smoke more weed when the weed got me anxious
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| I’ll sit at the park feeling miserable
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| 'Til the good people go home to be in the warm
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| And I thought you saw me but I am invisible
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| Spiritual, ethereal, nothing that you feel at all
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| I’m reaching through the night to you
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| But this dimension isn’t mine
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| I’m reaching through the night to you
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| But this dimension isn’t mine
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| Am I see-through to you? |
| (yeah)
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| 'Cause I feel like a ghost
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| Some things you do I want to know (want to know)
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| Could you sell me some hope? |
| (yeah)
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| Am I see-through to you? |
| (yeah)
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| 'Cause I feel like a ghost
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| Some things you do I want to know
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| Could you sell me some hope? |
| (yeah)
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| I know I’ll be rewarded for my sacrifice
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| You never really were that nice |