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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 grass)
How can you give you don't have
You on aiming for the top
And quit you sweat a drop
I feed your brain
(With your hydroponic pot)
I bet you'll someone like you
'Cause there's a foot for every shoe
And now I wish you luck
But I've other to do
I'll 'cause I've 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 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 the or even worse
Than reading poems to a horse (ah)
You keep on aiming for the top
And quit you sweat a drop
Feed your empty brain
(With your hydroponic pot)
I bet you'll find like you
'Cause there's a foot for shoe
I wish 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 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 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 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
like a metaphor
So I won't repeat it no more
Too high to see below
Just hangin' on your daily dose
I you never needed anyone
(But the rolling papers for grass)
How can you give you don't have
You on aiming for the top
And quit you sweat a drop
I feed your brain
(With your hydroponic pot)
I bet you'll someone like you
'Cause there's a foot for every shoe
And now I wish you luck
But I've other to do
I'll 'cause I've 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 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 the or even worse
Than reading poems to a horse (ah)
You keep on aiming for the top
And quit you sweat a drop
Feed your empty brain
(With your hydroponic pot)
I bet you'll find like you
'Cause there's a foot for shoe
I wish 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 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 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 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
like a metaphor
So I won't repeat it no more
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