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I try too hard to rule my world |
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Until everything else falls, forgotten |
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I eat too fast, all these foods I've made up |
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Until the real ones all taste rotten |
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I know the bugs don't care that I sit and I stare |
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But I wouldn't want the little guy to go to waste |
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I wait too long and then the feeling's all gone |
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Can I borrow some feeling from you? |
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If you asked me why I let the river run dry |
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I guess so I could say that I have seen the bottom |
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'Cause the bottom only knows easy come, easy go |
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Bottom's up, fill the cup and drink it down again |
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I'm counting on you to misinterpret what I say |
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Always fishing for reason but it's swimming away |
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I missed the point, I lost the plot |
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Remembering the story I've forgotten |
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So I laid my head in a washing machine |
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It felt so good to rub up against the cotton |
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Because the cotton only grows where the suffering goes |
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Bottoms up, fill the cup and drink it down again |
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I'm counting on you to misinterpret what I say |
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Always fishing for reason but it's swimming away |
