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Yeah G-O-P, S.O.S Putting crystals on your necklace Think they'll save your life (Everybody got a problem, 'til there ain't one) Common greed, ghosts in sheets Haunting everybody's calling Dimming out all of their lights (oh) All my, all my plants are dead All my, all my hope is gone Sleeping in through every season I'll be passed out on the lawn Either critically acclaimed Or too mentally deranged Give me something to believe in Before all this fades away (hey, hey) You needed a hit (hey, hey) Well, listen to this (hey, hey) Well, listen to this Yeah, I'm sickened in the head, but they made me Overheard on my left from a model Wanna patch up my soul from the potholes Gonna kidnap a genie in a bottle And who says patience is a virtue? You don't fight here, it'll curse you Even now, can't sleep with the antics Clichés, footsteps in the attic All my, all my plants are dead All my, all my hope is gone Sleeping in through every season I'll be passed out on the lawn Either critically acclaimed Or too mentally deranged Give me something to believe in Before all this fades away (hey, hey) You needed a hit (hey, hey) Well, listen to this (hey, hey) Well, listen to this
Writer(s): Zachary Joseph Cervini Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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