| Caught you biting my shit when
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| I was mixing macchiatos for these old men
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| Wondering what it’s worth, wondering who I am
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| You were feeling gutty with your pad and pen
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| I used to cut work early
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| Up late tryna isolate what hurt me
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| I was hoping that the poetry would give me peace
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| 'Till you heard this heat, you observed this beat
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| Look you can’t just diss and come tell man sorry
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| Can’t hear me talk and go tell my story
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| That’s word from Aubrey
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| I know you only fucked with me 'cause I’m alone
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| 'Cause I’m alone, yeah
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| But in the end you’ll always know you’re hollow, hollow
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| Yeah, yeah
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| All you rock dummies double take when I talk
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| Play it safe, got no heart
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| Fumble takes, got no sauce
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| Double back, double cross
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| Never break, take the loss
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| Can’t keep pace, label boss
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| Label shelf, label toss
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| I just
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| I know you only fucked with me 'cause I’m alone
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| 'Cause I’m alone, yeah
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| But in the end you’ll always know you’re hollow, hollow
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| And you’re alone, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| A lesson I learned from a melancholy girlfriend
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| Contrasts my passions with these fucking has-beens, yeah
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| Said, «The surprise of disguise only works in unmasking»
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| Now all you rock dummies double take when I talk
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| Play it safe, got no heart
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| Fumble takes, got no sauce
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| Double back, double cross
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| Never break, take the loss
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| Can’t keep pace, label boss
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| Label shelf, label toss
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| I just, fuck
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| Can’t believe what I have seen, man
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| Yeah, they’re tugging at my feet saying
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| Pushing twenty-three is a real big bummer
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| When these old motherfuckers trying so hard to pull you |