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You're too far to bring me close
Too to see below
Just hangin' on your dose
I 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 you sweat a drop
I feed brain
(With your hydroponic pot)
I bet you'll find someone like you
'Cause there's a foot for every shoe
And now I wish 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 heart is sore
Sounds like a cheap metaphor
I won't it no, no more
eat my soup with a fork
Or drive a cab in New York
'Cause to 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 before you a drop
Feed your 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 in vain
But you're so in 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 with yourself
If I say my heart is sore
Sounds like a metaphor
So I won't it no more
I'll 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
Sounds like a cheap metaphor
So I won't it no more
Too to see below
Just hangin' on your dose
I 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 you sweat a drop
I feed brain
(With your hydroponic pot)
I bet you'll find someone like you
'Cause there's a foot for every shoe
And now I wish 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 heart is sore
Sounds like a cheap metaphor
I won't it no, no more
eat my soup with a fork
Or drive a cab in New York
'Cause to 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 before you a drop
Feed your 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 in vain
But you're so in 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 with yourself
If I say my heart is sore
Sounds like a metaphor
So I won't it no more
I'll 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
Sounds like a cheap metaphor
So I won't it no more
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