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Stretching out cheap cotton over your thick skull |
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Oh I do feel awful on the way to school |
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Can you picture my reaction to the word up on the wall? |
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Is there really something wrong with me? |
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Stretching out cheap cotton over your thick skull |
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I'm down here under the pavement so inept until |
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I grab that pen beside you jam it into your eye |
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See, now you're my kind of man, now you're a stand up kind of guy |
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I am dying of embarrassment, I'm dying of this hatred |
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I can't rest until you know this bitterness that I have tasted |
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Such humiliation for the first and only time |
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I'm obsessed with your self-righteousness cut in half by your smile |
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Into the night, you're getting harder to believe in |
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You're a cold and quiet paradise transfixed just by your breathing |
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Into the night, and you're the one thing I don't hate, |
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You're a cold and quiet paradise my only true escape into the night. |