| I looked in front of me and saw a quarter in the tip jar
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| Shining like the north star, guiding me
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| My water wings
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| I saw everybody else start struggling to feel some kind of thing
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| Been pushing so hard to try and help you
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| You’ll never get the satisfaction
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| That’s why you hate me like you do
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| And I should have known you were perpendicular to my space
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| The feeling left my knees as I floated up to greet you
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| I know what you see when you look at me
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| A tongue and teeth
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| The sea opens beneath you, I just want to feel some gratitude
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| Been pushing so hard to try and help you
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| You’ll never get the satisfaction
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| That’s why you hate me like you do
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| And I should have known you were perpendicular to my space
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| I should have known
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| Still pushing so hard to try and help you
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| But losing the will to see it through
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| And I can’t help you if I can’t help myself
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| You’re gonna have to make your own coffee now
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| And I can’t help you if I can’t help myself
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| You’ll never get the satisfaction
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| That’s why you hate me like you do
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| I looked in front of me and saw my future in the tip jar
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| Everything is hard this time of year
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| The gravity
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| Now everybody else starts struggling to feel some kind of thing |