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IDb was bored as fuGbck
SiEbmtting aroGund and thinking aBbmll this morbid stDbuff
Like if anGbyone I've sleGpt with is deDbad and I got stBbmuck
On deaGbth and dying and obsGessive thoDbughts that won't Bbmlet up
It makes me fGbeel like I'm about to thGbmrow up
DbGbEbmG
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IDb was getting hiGbgh in the van in St. EbmCatharines
While you were rubbing elGbows in the art scene
AnDbd back in the ciGbty I was on a tEbmear
High-fiving every shiGthead on Queen Street
PasDbsed out on the buGbs ride
I got hoEbmme in the morning at a quGarter to ten
EverybDbody was sleeping iGbn
Mom and DaEbmd were smoking weed in the aGttic again
I said, "EbmI don't knoGw what you wantDb me to sayGb"
I sEbmtood by watchGing as your woDbrld went up in flamGbes
WEbmhen you tried everGything but the feelDbing staBbmys the saGbme
You haGd it all, you pDbissed it away
DbGbEbmG
DbGbEbmG
IDb don't knGbow what you wEbmant me to saGy
'CDbause back in the cGbity I was on a tEbmear G
YoDbu had it aGbll, you pisEbmsed it awayG
BaDbck in the ciGbty without a cEbmare G
IEbm still dreaGm about you timDbe and timeGb again
While I'Ebmve been sleGeping in someboDbdy else's Gbbed
And as my Ebmbody aged, Gthe feeling, itDb never didGb
GDb
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