Can't you see my soul worn on the record sleeve
It's going up for sale as soon as it get's saved
Interrogation blues, once again I lose
You don't get to magnify my Insecureties
You don't get to siteand save my unhip-ocracies
Not for sale
Take two placebos then you can call me lame
Walk some in my shoes then tell me to fuck off
My oversized hat won't fit your humongous head
I'll trade a hundred days for one inside of you, Just take
Take me to a cave, where I can't be seen
Solace makes the heart pump adrenaline
I'm sick of being used, Timae and again betrayed
Give a man a key, he cannot open the door
Give him something free and he'll resell it to the poor
C'est la vie
Take two placebos then you can call me lame
Walk some in my shoes, then tel me that I'm fucked
My humongous hat won't fit your gigantic head
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