I don't, know where it goes
But it always seems guilty, when I call its name
You're only ever horny when I'm getting out of bed
To turn on the water, and make some breakfast
It feels like a big deal
I can't believe you got yourself discussed in this culture
It's so bitter I thought, you were better than that
And it feels like a big deal
You got, no comfort zone
You must, be getting lonely
Used to be the only fucker with potential argument
And you were in talks to sell out to Satan
But after a while, they stopped respondin'
So you started reblogging genderqueer stuff
And you lost a lot of friends
It was a big deal
(Whoa, whoa)
I can't believe you got yourself discussed in this culture
It's, so bitter I thought, you were better than that
And it feels like a big deal
(And it feels like a big deal)
Everyone feels that I have no time and
Everyone falls in the bathroom this time and
Everyone said that we want albums
So keep on being an asshole to everyone
You got, no love control
Yeah it's, so conditional
That it always seems to hesitate
When you ask it for money
Yeah I, got mind control
I'm almost always good to go
But tonight I ate too much
And I'm still thinking about my insurance
Yeah you know how that feels
I got, no mind control I don't, know where it goes But it always seems guilty, when I call its name You're only ever horny when I'm getting out of bed To turn on the water, and make some breakfast It feels like a big deal I can't believe you got yourself discussed in this culture It's so bitter I thought, you were better than that And it feels like a big deal You got, no comfort zone You must, be getting lonely Used to be the only fucker with potential argument And you were in talks to sell out to Satan But after a while, they stopped respondin' So you started reblogging genderqueer stuff And you lost a lot of friends It was a big deal (Whoa, whoa) I can't believe you got yourself discussed in this culture It's, so bitter I thought, you were better than that And it feels like a big deal (And it feels like a big deal) Everyone feels that I have no time and Everyone falls in the bathroom this time and Everyone said that we want albums So keep on being an asshole to everyone You got, no love control Yeah it's, so conditional That it always seems to hesitate When you ask it for money Yeah I, got mind control I'm almost always good to go But tonight I ate too much And I'm still thinking about my insurance Yeah you know how that feels Explain Request ×
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