| They're digging up dead cold bodies |
| Like there ain't nothing to worry 'bout |
| Filling up empty sorries |
| Racketing gentlemanly |
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| They're digging up dead cold bodies |
| But I don't want to bother nobody |
| The only thing here that might kill me |
| Is cortisol! |
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| Day by day I'm burning valuable time |
| Waiting for an answer to fall from the sky |
| Microdosing guilt, I'm plain mortified |
| Sleeping on my blessings |
| As long as they're blind |
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| Ow! But gravity calls |
| Around 4:30 |
| Wake up to jaw |
| Clenching fury |
| Screaming |
| What am I here for? |
| What you need me for? |
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| Reality cold and scroll ugly |
| It's freezing the soul feeling obsolete |
| What the hell am I here for? |
| What you need me for? |
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| What you need? |
| What you need? |
| What you need me for? |
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| Beat is so rude hey yo captain obvi |
| Get me in the mood no cheese no sorries |
| Gonna break a stool |
| Get that furniture off me |
| Never too prude |
| But those horns they're horny |
| What I really really really want is |
| Year two thousand song bliss |
| Neckbrace strapped on yeah |
| Mouth gard in! |
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| Day by day I'm burning valuable time |
| Waiting for an answer to fall from the sky |
| Microdosing guilt, I'm plain mortified |
| Sleeping on my blessings |
| As long as they're blind |
|
| Oh but gravity calls |
| Around 4:30 |
| Wake up to jaw |
| Clenching fury |
| Screaming |
| What am I here for? |
| What you need me for? |
|
| Reality cold and scroll ugly |
| Freezing the soul feeling obsolete |
| What the hell am I here for? |
| What you need me for? |
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| What you need? |
| What you need? |
| What you need me for? |
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| Absolutely nothing |
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| What can I do what can I say? |
| Who made the rules by which we play |
| Old moose they just don't apply |
| So rude gossip on the side |
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| What can you do what can you say? |
| Who are you dude to show the way? |
| No rules they just don't apply |
| So rude oh! |
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| Day by day I'm burning valuable time |
| Waiting for an answer to fall from the sky |
| Microdosing guilt, I'm plain mortified |
| Sleeping on my blessings |
| As long as they're blind |
| Blind blind blind |
| Oh! |
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