| I have a habit of pretending I can multi-task
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| Ending up with so many open tabs
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| The whole world goes flat, my bad
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| Guess we’re digging to China to find a flat screen to crack
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| Imagination has a way of shaping the destinations on our path
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| Some days I wake up and wanna make out with the past
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| But most days I’m like fuck that
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| Take a bath make a track and make it last
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| I’m so hungry I could eat glue
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| But I’ll eat you instead, you little horse’s head
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| Today’s endorphin says you’re more alive than dead
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| So why hide in bed? |
| You’ve got that fortune to get
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| I’m breaking up with you, I’m breaking up with us
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| I’m selling all your shit, I’m burning all our stuff
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| I’m in a long distance relationship with death
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| It’s complicated, we need space to keep it fresh
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| It may be me
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| All that ADD
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| That’s making me
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| So crazy-z-z
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| It may be me
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| All that ADD
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| That’s making me
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| So crazy-z-z
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| I know you keep sleeping around with people I love
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| Like I wouldn’t find out and it wouldn’t beat me up
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| As if it wasn’t evil enough to stab me in the heart with my own blood
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| Yeah, take away my friends without a goodbye, good luck
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| I’ve been tryna break your heart but you’re invincible
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| In a world where empathy is not admissible
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| I guess I missed the mark, but I hit the bull
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| When I stopped tryna save you from being so miserable
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| I’m automating my emotions till my feelings are nothing
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| I can’t trust you, I can’t trust your cousin
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| I try to smoke and drink with someone before I judge them
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| But I blame both of you for the basket case I’m becoming
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| I’m breaking up with you, I’m breaking up with us
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| I’m selling all your shit, I’m burning all our stuff
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| I’m in a long distance relationship with death
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| It’s complicated, we need space to keep it fresh
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| It may be me
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| All that ADD
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| That’s making me
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| So crazy-z-z
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| It may be me
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| All that ADD
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| That’s making me
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| So crazy-z-z
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| Let’s pretend we’ve never met
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| We’ll meet again when we get reincarnated as house plants
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| Maybe then we can be friends and drown a branch in bong water
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| Till we mutate into a new strain, but I highly doubt that
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| When life is apple pies and picket fences personified
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| I suspect you’re locked up for a petty crime
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| But soon enough, you’ll be back and I won’t be going fine
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| Just a call away from losing my mind
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| I graduated to wearing black all year
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| Who knows when I’ll be gone, who knows when I’ll be here
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| But I’m ready for the fall at all times, my dear
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| Chasing Jameson down a hill with a trail of my tears
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| I’m breaking up with you, I’m breaking up with us
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| I’m selling all your shit, I’m burning all our stuff
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| I’m in a long distance relationship with death
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| It’s complicated, we need space to keep it fresh
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| It may be me
|
| All that ADD
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| That’s making me
|
| So crazy-z-z
|
| It may be me
|
| All that ADD
|
| That’s making me
|
| So crazy-z-z
|
| I’m breaking up with you, I’m breaking up with us
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| I’m selling all your shit, I’m burning all our stuff
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| I’m in a long distance relationship with death
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| It’s complicated, we need space to keep it fresh |