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| Song: | Gucci Towelette |
| Album: | Straw Chairs | Genres: | |
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Lyrics:
You are everything I want
But, I am everything you need
I smell my t-shirts to see if they're clean
I think you need to leave and
Crawl back into the hole where you came from
I bet it feels wonderful to be ashamed of
How you talk, you talk a lot
You know I talk, I talk a lot
It's not fixed, we're just hanging on
I'm a ball of cells until I'm not, I'm falling off
You've got bad taste
You don't look both ways
Those hands lead me to my dark space
A blur for a headspace
No need for roommates
When I know we won't get along
Stacking bodies in a nice neat pile
I might be gone and this time for a while
Eat the bugs that are eating you alive
Surprised I'm high, let's vibe all night
And avoid each others eyes
They're sick and tired and ready for a bed of lies
I forgot where I was going with this
Then I fell asleep and woke up feeling like shit
Possums were crawling, digging in my chest
Letting me know, I was for breakfast
And I feel so weak
And I am so incomplete
I heard sirens calling
Singing songs only heard before your last breath
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