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I like lying to myself that I like everyone I meet It's a funny little cycle, do it while I fall asleep If I do it every day and if I do it every week Then I just might become a better man you wanted out of me I got cellophane wrapped around the lining of my throat If you ever hear me breathing, then that breathing is a joke Please be nice to me and I will do exactly what I'm told Simple, I get to be dumb, you get to exercise control Exercise control Exercise control Can you please just check again? I'd become fucking destitute before I'd be your man There are wires overhead and there are wires in your hand You pull the plug on me, I switch you up again (it's your problem) It's your problem It's your problem It's your problem It's your problem I just make this shit so you can loose your I got lucky, I do it all the time I do it 'cause I like it and I like it 'cause it's mine Every day, I take a minute of your time I keep them in a box, I organize them all by size I want it, I want it quite a lot I'm in it 'cause I can be, you can't tell me that I'm not Are you stupid? The paint is what's inside I pull out all my blood vessels and lay them out like vines I got cellophane wrapped around the lining of my throat If you ever hear me breathing, then that breathing is a joke Please be nice to me and I will do exactly what I'm told Simple, I get to be dumb, you get to exercise It's your problem It's your problem It's your problem It's your problem It's your problem It's your problem It's your problem It's your problem It's your problem
Writer(s): Noelle Mansbridge Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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