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