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You're too far to bring me close
Too high to see below
Just hangin' on your daily dose
I you never needed anyone
(But the rolling papers for your grass)
How can you give you don't have
You keep on aiming for the top
And quit before you sweat a drop
I empty brain
(With your hydroponic pot)
I bet you'll someone you
'Cause there's a foot for every shoe
And now I wish you luck
But I've things to do
I'll leave 'cause I've been waiting in vain
You're so in with yourself
If I say my heart is sore
Sounds like a cheap metaphor
I won't it no, no more
Rather eat my soup a fork
Or a cab in New York
'Cause to talk to you is harder work
What's the of wasting all my words
If it's just the same or even worse
Than reading poems to a horse (ah)
You keep on aiming for the top
And before you sweat a drop
Feed your brain
(With pot)
I bet you'll find someone you
'Cause there's a foot for shoe
I wish you but I've things to do
I'll again 'cause I've been waiting in vain
But you're so in love with yourself
If I say my heart is sore
like a metaphor
So I won't repeat it no more...
I'll leave again 'cause I've waiting in vain
But you're so in love, so in love with yourself
If I say my is sore
Sounds like a cheap metaphor
So I won't repeat it no more
I'll leave again 'cause I've in vain
But you're so in love, so in love with yourself
If I say my is sore
Sounds like a cheap metaphor
So I won't it no more
Too high to see below
Just hangin' on your daily dose
I you never needed anyone
(But the rolling papers for your grass)
How can you give you don't have
You keep on aiming for the top
And quit before you sweat a drop
I empty brain
(With your hydroponic pot)
I bet you'll someone you
'Cause there's a foot for every shoe
And now I wish you luck
But I've things to do
I'll leave 'cause I've been waiting in vain
You're so in with yourself
If I say my heart is sore
Sounds like a cheap metaphor
I won't it no, no more
Rather eat my soup a fork
Or a cab in New York
'Cause to talk to you is harder work
What's the of wasting all my words
If it's just the same or even worse
Than reading poems to a horse (ah)
You keep on aiming for the top
And before you sweat a drop
Feed your brain
(With pot)
I bet you'll find someone you
'Cause there's a foot for shoe
I wish you but I've things to do
I'll again 'cause I've been waiting in vain
But you're so in love with yourself
If I say my heart is sore
like a metaphor
So I won't repeat it no more...
I'll leave again 'cause I've waiting in vain
But you're so in love, so in love with yourself
If I say my is sore
Sounds like a cheap metaphor
So I won't repeat it no more
I'll leave again 'cause I've in vain
But you're so in love, so in love with yourself
If I say my is sore
Sounds like a cheap metaphor
So I won't it no more
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