| I think we need to figure out who’s coming to your birthday
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| 2000 online’s pretty bad strike rate
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| Making up words with my brother in the backseat
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| Stained glass pine trees, I think that’s where you’ll find me
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| Now I gotta think about my wrists when I ollie
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| And now I gotta think about everyone’s that’s not me
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| When I was sneaking out I kinda wished they’d caught me
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| Shiny silver pinball, does anybody want me
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| I’m bouncing around, up and down
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| Falling asleep on a peach-coloured couch
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| In my parent’s house all inside out
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| Filling up scrapbooks when I’m down
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| Think about my lineage, genetics and the reason and
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| I think I like the company
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| The parasite I’m keeping in
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| High school friends, well, I only got two now
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| That’s more than enough for someone who figured out
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| How to say 'I love you' ten years late
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| How to stay still and leave food on my plate
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| How to get covered in white house paint
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| With the love of your life
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| My god, she’s a saint
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| 8-seater, 12-seater rental car
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| I think I hate drinking but I love this part
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| Green, red, white flag
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| Waking up already sad
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| Benny, you’re a moody bitch
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| I think you need to call your dad
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| Now you sit like a cobweb catching the wind
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| All of the animal kingdom saying, 'Oh you poor thing!'
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| You couldn’t catch a real feeling, you resigned and gave in
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| You’re just a creature of habit, come on, take it all in
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| Face level with the floor
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| Looking at the carpet
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| Focus on the dust in the rental apartment
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| Guilty as a warlord, standing on bodies
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| I really gotta find a less painful hobby
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| The shed got filled in 2 weeks flat
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| I guess that tells you a lot about that
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| All the jaded stowaways waiting for the callout
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| Dying at a desk job, trying to keep their thoughts down
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| 'Ben's got a gig, did you hear he’s got a gig?'
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| 'We should all go, yeah they’re getting pretty big now'
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| 'Something about Slowly, or maybe it was softly'
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| Fuck my life, this is always gonna haunt me
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| Now you sit like a cobweb catching the wind
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| All of the animal kingdom saying, 'Oh you poor thing!'
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| You couldn’t catch a real feeling, you resigned and gave in
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| You’re just a creature of habit, come on, take it all in
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| Come on, take it all in
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| Come on, take it all in
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| Come on, take it all in
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| Come on, take it all in
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| Come on, take it all in
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| Come on, take it all in
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| Come on, take it all in
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| (You're just a creature of habit)
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| Come on, take it all in |