| What’s in the recipe of an identity?
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| How do we get to be here?
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| Am I a maniac? |
| Am I a braniac?
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| And will it ever be clear?
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| I’ve been sticking my pennies into the back of my piggybank
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| Getting permission before I’m petting the kitty cat
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| I’ve been taking a minute for really shedding the babyfat
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| Whatup, whatup, whatup, whatup, whatup?
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| This bizarre unfolding of my wings was quite a trip
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| All the pretty colors in the sky began to ripple, drip and stipple like a
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| Lichtenstein
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| Pimples on my mind
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| Hey, what’s poppin people? |
| The apocalypse is nigh
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| Ever since the pitterpatter of your little feet upon the patio you knew you
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| didn’t want to be
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| Predictable
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| Coulda been so simple but you had to make it difficult
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| Got the city at your fingertips but got this shit to pull
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| Gotta keep on pushing it and pushing it and pushing till it falls down
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| Maybe you’ll be laughing in the end
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| But I’ma keep at the edge of my seat cause you said what you needed
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| The web’s undefeated, you do what you gotta: Hakuna Matata
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| So ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
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| Gotta make it look easy
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| Simple as pi (31 415 926)
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| Gotta make it look easy
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| But this life is never (never) never (never) never (never) never (never)
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| One big piece of cake
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| One big piece of cake
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| Big fat piece of cake
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| Never (never) never (never) never (never) never (never)
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| Your ass is now in advanced placement
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| You could be ready for heaven above
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| I could be seventy-seven and killin' it
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| Puffin' a jay that I keep in the glove
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| Right by the rubbers so we could be intimate
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| And if you’re tucking me into me my bed
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| Baby then maybe we’ll make illegitimate cinema
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| We could take out the camera
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| Take a look at my stamina, so mechanical
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| I’m not even an animal, not a vegetable
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| I’m not even a mineral, but I’m mythical
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| I’ve become metaphysical when I dig in my tentacles
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| With the temperament of a savant
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| For the benefit of better people who want to pick apart the script instead of
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| wishing to participate
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| I piss upon your head until it trickles to your little tiny brain and then
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| disintegrates
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| I yell into your ear and hear an echo (echo), I’m a sicko (sicko)
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| I say wake up, wake up, it’s stick up, stick up
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| While ya drink up (drink up) all the hot gossip in your teacup (teacup)
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| I’m a (I'm a) cold faucet and I’m leaking
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| And if’n you’re feeling wet
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| Check kisswatskysgluteusmaximus.net. |
| Yeah
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| Gotta make it look easy
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| Simple as pi (31 415 926)
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| Gotta make it look easy
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| But this life is never (never) never (never) never (never) never (never)
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| One big piece of cake
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| One big piece of cake
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| Big fat piece of cake
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| Never (never) never (never) never (never) never (never) never
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| No light without dark
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| No growth without pain
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| No cake without screams |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Advanced Placement , by - Watsky. Song from the album Placement, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп