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