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Last night I laid awake inside my room I rewatched all my favorite movies 'til my boredom resumed I sent a message to this girl I met through tweet We ended up gettin' some coffee at this dump down the street We started out with the menu I was nervous but I liked her 'til She took a photo of her latte This is why I don't get out more I locked myself in my apartment, I don't need that bitch I turned my phone to airplane mode 'cause I don't need that shit All by alone, masturbated in my home so Get it up, gеt it up, oh, oh Get it up, get it up, ego I know a doctor who livеs up in Beverly Hills Ain't got much money but my insurance still covered the bill I went to visit on a day when I felt blue She gave me chocolates and I laid down on this couch in her room She started out with a question "What's your love life, like these days?" Well, I don't really use my heart much I use my hand more in the worst way I locked myself in my apartment, I don't need that bitch I turned my phone to airplane mode 'cause I don't need that shit All by alone, masturbated in my home so Get it up, get it up, oh, oh Get it up, get it up, ego Get it up, get it up, oh, oh Get it up, get it up, ego To be honest I feel alone as shit That's why I built this bridge to get over it I locked myself in my apartment, I don't need that bitch I turned my phone to airplane mode 'cause I don't need that shit All by alone, masturbated in my home so Get it up, get it up, oh, oh Get it up, get it up, ego I locked myself in my apartment, I don't need that bitch I turned my phone to airplane mode 'cause I don't need that shit All by alone, masturbated in my home so Get it up, get it up, oh, oh Get it up, get it up, ego Get it up, get it up, oh, oh Get it up, get it up, ego
Writer(s): Sean Van Vleet, Ian Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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