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You're too far to me close
Too high to see below
Just hangin' on your 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 for the top
And quit before you sweat a drop
I feed empty brain
(With your hydroponic pot)
I bet you'll like you
'Cause there's a foot for every shoe
And now I you luck
But I've other things to do
I'll leave again 'cause I've been waiting in vain
You're so in yourself
If I say my is sore
Sounds a metaphor
I won't repeat it no, no more
Rather eat my soup with a fork
Or drive a cab in New York
'Cause to to you is harder work
What's the of 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 quit before you sweat a drop
Feed your empty brain
(With your hydroponic pot)
I bet you'll like you
'Cause there's a foot for every shoe
I wish you luck but I've other things to do
I'll '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 again 'cause I've been waiting in vain
But you're so in love, 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 again '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
Too high to see below
Just hangin' on your 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 for the top
And quit before you sweat a drop
I feed empty brain
(With your hydroponic pot)
I bet you'll like you
'Cause there's a foot for every shoe
And now I you luck
But I've other things to do
I'll leave again 'cause I've been waiting in vain
You're so in yourself
If I say my is sore
Sounds a metaphor
I won't repeat it no, no more
Rather eat my soup with a fork
Or drive a cab in New York
'Cause to to you is harder work
What's the of 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 quit before you sweat a drop
Feed your empty brain
(With your hydroponic pot)
I bet you'll like you
'Cause there's a foot for every shoe
I wish you luck but I've other things to do
I'll '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 again 'cause I've been waiting in vain
But you're so in love, 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 again '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
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