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I really was born on 9:29AM on 9/29

You think I'm lying but I'm being dead serious

Ok, I'll prove it

Well who am I? I'm almost 25

Can't remember half the time that I've been alive

'Cause half was in a cheap apartment

And half was on the Eastside

They said, "Don't meet your heroes

They're all fucking weirdos"

And God knows that they were right

Because nobody loves you, they just try to fuck you

Then put you on a feature on the B-side

And who do you call when it's late at night?

When the headlines just don't paint the picture right

When you look at yourself on a screen and say

"Oh my God, there's no way that's me"

And I, I quit smoking, well recently I tried

And I bought another house and I never go outside

And I remember this girl with pink hair in Detroit

Well she told me

She said, "Ashley you gotta promise us that you won't die

'Cause we need you" and honestly I think that she lied

And I remember the names of every single kid I've met

But I forget half the people who I've gotten in bed

And I've stared at the sky in Milwaukee

And hoped that my father would finally call me

And it's just these things that I'm thinking for hours

And I'm picking my hair out in clumps in the shower

I lost the love of my life to an ivory powder

But then I realize that I'm no higher power

That I wasn't in love then and I'm still not now

And I'm so happy I figured that out

I've got a long way to go until self-preservation

Think my moral compass is on a vacation

And I can't believe I still feed my fucking temptation

And I'm still looking for my salvation

Soft and slow, watch the minutes go

Count out loud so we know you don't keep 'em for yourself

Watch the minutes go

Count out loud so we know you don't keep 'em for yourself

(I think I have a confession to make)

So we know you don't

(You need to see that I was really born at 9:26

(It's on my birth certificate)

(I'm a liar and I'm a fucking liar)

Soft and slow, watch the minutes go

Count out loud so we know you don't keep 'em for yourself