Intro
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Some lines, oh, why did I write
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I have to repeat them night after night
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Some lines, oh, why did I write
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I have to repeat them night after night
[Verse 1]
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Yes you can tell me I control my life
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But I feel humbled and I feel obliged
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I miss not caring if what I make is good
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And I miss the unproductive bullshit I love
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And I miss my friends even more
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Because I'm scared we aren’t friends anymore
[Bridge]
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Congrats to me for coming so far
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Me rushing round Britain with a guitar
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Making love to myself
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How could I call it anything else?
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I ruminate on the cognitive space
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Where all contemplation is going to waste
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Revolve through a cycle, a figure of eight
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I think about thinking about me
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I know I am trying too hard
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Always publicly trying too hard
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I want to be cool and effortless
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But every little thing is so much effort
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I wonder what you think
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The royal you
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The chosen few
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I wonder how I cause these stinks
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To act natural is to be vulnerable
[Verse 2]
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And so what’s the real goal?
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Is it just to be worshipped?
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As a way to like myself
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Well I won’t think I deserve it
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What I posit as a cure
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It becomes evidence thereof
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Of my fakery and flaws
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And as the layers are torn off
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And I return to my own space
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With time alone inside my head
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I’m still faced with who I am
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And all I keep unsaid
[Chorus 1]
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So, what are you gonna do
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What are you trying to do
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What are your goals
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Are you goal oriented?
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What are you gonna do
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What are you trying to do
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What are your goals
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Are you goal oriented?
[Verse 3]
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So what’s the real goal
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With any influence comes cowardess
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The power projected on me
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In the end makes me feel powerless
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I’m paranoid, and yet perpetually interacting
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With realms to build persona despite how it’s impacting
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My ego and my friendships and my mental health
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I hope I can transcend, but it’s my whole sense of self
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So what the real goal, is it to touch people with experiences
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Which I’ve weaved into fiction
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To share my thoughts and beliefs
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Of which I hold no real conviction
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Become constructive contradiction so that you can learn from me
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From the safety of these pedestals I built from fallacies
[Chorus 2]
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I know I’m the fickle fucker
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I know I am the selfish lover
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I know I am sad and undeserving
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I know am privileged and I am also hurting
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I know I’m the fickle fucker
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I know I am the selfish lover
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I know I am sad and undeserving
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I know am privileged and I am also hurting
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I keep being told the importance of self love
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Some days I think I don’t hate myself enough
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I keep being told the importance of self love
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Some days I think I don’t hate myself enough
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I keep being told the importance of self love
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Some days I think I don’t hate myself enough
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I keep being told the importance of self love
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Some days I think I don’t hate myself enough
[Outro]
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And if you relate does that make you bad?
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And for making you relate does that make me bad?
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And do I glorify what it is to be sad?
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Should you just turn off?