Everyday, I think to myself,
'I must be dead,'
I must be
Did your mom tell you what the air's about?
Causing all
This will be the last time that you’ll ever see
Oh my god!
Let's do this again
Let's do this again, again,
We’ll cut an album right,
And if these critics want a
Alright...
Alphabet, Alphabets Are Amazing, Astonishing, Aspiring And Always Ag
Like the doctors we wanted to fix your heart
Well, my
Limb separation; bone isolation.
Nothing to do but to decapitate these
It's calling at the walls in my tiny apartment.
Trying to
The way you'd close your eyes,
Your lashes against mine.
You used
Heard about this kid born in Bethlehem
That could heal the
I swear to god I've only been to three botanicas
A
Stab the mirror, open it up
Drop down to your knees!
(You're
Statistically sorry
For the last album we wrote Babababababababababa
Sincerely s
it's cold outside
just like fate
it's cold right here
where is your
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