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underneath the smile, everyone's alone. this seems so surreal. constantly i feel shaking in my bones. i'm a fool at heart. i'm weighted up against the cruelest of hearts. don't feel bad, do what you want, i want to believe you so. do what you want. no, why should i feel so bad.
got this feeling that today doesn't like me. the air tastes like flowers and paint. there's a sink full of bottles and cutlery and the car has got a list of complaints. i just wish i were a toothbrush or a solder's gun. make me something somebody can use. we can wish on the pop of a light bulb or those photos lying yellowed and curled. lose some boxes near abandoned electronics in the corners of the basements of the world. guess our wishes don't do dishes or brake repairs. make them something somebody can use. got a face full of ominous weather, smirking smile of a high pressure ridge. got more faults than the state of california, and the heart is a badly built bridge. seems the most i have to offer, doesn't offer much. make it something somebody can use.
got this feeling that today doesn't like me. the air tastes like flowers and paint. there's a sink full of bottles and cutlery and the car has got a list of complaints. i just wish i were a toothbrush or a solder's gun. make me something somebody can use. we can wish on the pop of a light bulb or those photos lying yellowed and curled. lose some boxes near abandoned electronics in the corners of the basements of the world. guess our wishes don't do dishes or brake repairs. make them something somebody can use. got a face full of ominous weather, smirking smile of a high pressure ridge. got more faults than the state of california, and the heart is a badly built bridge. seems the most i have to offer, doesn't offer much. make it something somebody can use.