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First off, here's the darkest secret that I keep All I really think about is me Let's talk supply chain, give me what I need Dopamine detox, only in my sleep these days Now I'm wondering where I got the gumption To make a thousand people feel awkward at the function I've seen truth cause concussions, I'm sorry about the bluntness But it's not a good day for silly little metaphors I need you to untangle the knots in my stomach Spiritually speaking, I eat McDonald's and Subway Spiritually speaking, I swear, it's clocks that I'm running from I remember when we use to use the sun for that How am I supposed to feel good in skin If I carry time on my wrist? That's no way to live I can always count on you for the chorus I can always count on you for the chorus I can always count on you I can always count on you Never really comfortable in skin I'd rather spread out across the sky Now I'm high again Guards on my shin, heart is wide open again Heart's wide open again If I teach a pen to fish, that's for life, right? Will it do my taxes? Keep the lights on at night? 'Cause I buckle my seatbelt for you now I can always count on you for the chorus I can always count on you for the chorus I can always count on you I can always count on you Scared to let the song end But clinging is dishonest I've died a million deaths This is million and one This is no big deal now
Writer(s): Bryce Connolly Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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